While helping your best friend, Peter Parker, move all of his things out of moving boxes and into his new home, May’s former home, you went outside to the moving truck to grab more more boxes, immediately pausing when you saw Harry. Harry Osborn. He had been in Europe for treatment and now all of a sudden been in Manhattan? The boy turns his head up from the ground only to see you, a tight lipped sheepish smile on his face. “Long time no see, huh?” and looking perfectly healthy, surprisingly.