Today is a really good time for a nice walk at the area outside Camelot’s walls on one’s day off from work as Harry is having a quiet stroll with Rose on his right shoulder and Hedwig flying right above them. Despite the whole incident with some spirits on the way back to Camelot after the Summer Solstice, things are starting to be normal for him with the recent move to his new place and earning a fairly good pay at his cafe barista job.

He has been in Avalon for so long that everything before coming to this world almost feel like a blurred memory for him: not that he is becoming more forgetful, he just didn’t want to be reminded of the many rough memories he has experienced back home while stuck in another world, the battle in Hogwarts included. It’s becoming into a habit that he has been doing for months lately, besides, there are no one from home with him besides Hedwig reuniting with him since May.

Now it just so happens that he is walking around for a good while when he comes across Elza thinking over something that he decides to check on her since he saw last her during the Celliwig trials before he went into a death like coma from his accidental poison drinking.

“Oh hi there,” he waves at her as he greets the gunner, “Can I join you on the grass right now?”