Harry walked into the Great Hall piercing emerald eyes seeking you out. He found you sitting at the Slytherin table and went over. Even now, entering their fifth year at Hogwarts together, the fifteen year old still found it unsettling to be separated from you.

"How was the first night back?"

Harry asked softly. Not many were in the Great Hall for breakfast just yet. His green eyes swept over you in concern. You looked tired.