Lunch felt... strange. The easy confidence and resolve he’d had before was slipping. And that wasn’t to say that Harry had changed his mind, far from it, but rather that reality was worming its way in and intruding on his every thought. It left him feeling like he was living inside a fish tank looking out at the people around him. The others noticed as well - he could see it in the looks they were sending his way. He didn’t miss it when Pansy tried to whisper in Draco’s ear to see if he was okay. Draco shook them all off though, diverting the questions that Harry was slow to answer, and pulling Harry out into the grounds and towards the lake the second they were finished eating.