He had intended to spend his day off — a lawful day off that Voldemort wouldn’t ruin with his sudden appearance — with Ron and Hermione but changed his mind at the very last minute. He knew that his friends wouldn’t agree to waste the day strolling around London eating treats — to them, it would be a mockery of the pain inflicted on the defenders of Hogwarts — and Harry wasn’t about to waste time on another pointless discussion of the loop. Merlin knew, the hundred previous discussions had been enough, especially as they ended up going nowhere: every day he found himself back in the forest, and the feeling of disconnection from his old life only squeezed his heart tighter.