Harry was fucking exhausted, both mentally and physically. Rescuing Lia's bunny sounded kind of stupid in amongst everything else, but he reminded himself that if it had been Hedwig he would have wanted her back too. Or if it was Crookshanks in there he would get him for Hermione. Besides, he could kind of do with the break.
All of the survivors had been taken to St Mungos and the bodies removed, so now it was just sorting through the rubble for clues. Not telling anyone was going to grab a pet of all things, Harry just ducked around to the back of the alley where he had told Lia he would meet her. After this, he was going to head to the hospital and see if there was anything he could.
"Hey," he said wearily, spotting her against the wall.