Why was she touching him? Why was she petting him so tenderly? Harry was not used to such light caresses, and found himself leaning away from the woman's small gesture of good faith. Although, the enchanted comb had untangled the mane of unruly dark hair atop his head. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, Harry spotted a lad around his age, staring at him with steel gray eyes and peaked curiosity.