Harry took the gesture as an invitation to sit, and did so. He smiled at Bill, glad to see him, even under these circumstances.
"Yes," he answered, glad to be able to answer in the affirmative. She was at least mostly alright, though he knew she had to be still grieving George and worried about Bill, the way Harry was. "She's been okay. Going back to practice and just - keeping going, like the rest of us."
He didn't mean that in a bad way. It wasn't the way he'd had to just keep going while he was on the run, but the kind of perseverance that was required when the future was uncertain, the present was a bit confusing but relatively tolerable, and the past was dark and sad.
Even though he wasn't sure he should, he asked, "How are you doing?" He hoped Bill was improving.