“You’re welcome. It looks like there are all sorts of people and familiars from various worlds, the dining hall is becoming a tad bit crowded, doesn’t it?” Harry tells the other teenaged boy; he’s pretty used to being many Opening Feast and End of Term Feast back at Hogwarts, so it feels a bit like home to him.

He also is grateful that he gave some fruit to Rose as well, she happily squeaks as she blissfully munches them in joy with her vegetables. If he’s paying attention, he could be seen giving a faint smile.

“So, what’s your name and where you’re from?” he then asks the blue haired boy, “I’m Harry, I actually grew up in Surrey, but I was in Scotland when I got to Avalon with Rose, my Pygmy Puff friend, joining me in the water.”