"I'm just going to miss this place," Harry said softly, not taking his hand from his eyes even as the mattress shifted. "I didn't think I would. I hated the entire thing when I started. And somehow, in some, strange way, I've grown rather fond of the whole place. The atmosphere I guess. It's not ever quiet at home, not really. But I'm realising how much life there is here. It's going to be hard to adjust to the quiet again." 