Harry got the fire lit and flicked his wand and it a few times until it was crackling merrily. He wondered if he ought to talk to Snape. Probably, he thought wryly, but he would probably have no idea what to say. Maybe he'd just give the man a chance to insult him for old time's sake. It seemed like the least he could do.
He tucked his wand under his belt and stood up, tucking his hands into his pockets. "How's Teddy?" he asked, a little awkwardly.