Harry had been moved out of the intensive care unit the day after he woke up, and had gotten settled in a room on the main floor filled with other recovering patients. He'd begun taking short walks, mostly just around his room and always with someone right there with him, in order to build his stamina and strength back up. It was tedious, but necessary and he dedicated himself to it, wanting to get away from that place as soon as possible. Away from the prying nurses, the screaming patients in the middle of the night, away from his room which was nearly filled to the brim with flowers, get well cards, and ridiculously cute stuffed animals.
"Stop staring or I'll transfigure you into a tea cosy," He threatened a particularly adorable little pig, whose beady eyes felt like they were boring into him. Nevermind the fact that he didn't have his wand, he was pretty sure Bastian had it. Or at least, he hoped it did. It wasn't easy for someone like him to get one and he didn't want to have to replace it.