He takes the bottle, taking a few large drinks that he will probably regret later on. Harry can't help the fond smile as her lips touch the crown of his head and he bumps his head back against her knee as a retort.

"Oh, I don't know, Hermione." He pauses, turns toward her and shrugs. "I've got nothing. I was going to comment how someone might prefer something else and I've completely lost it."