"Makes sense." He spent a lot of time flying to clear his head. He had developed the tendency to go running as well, anything that let him be outside and not have to think while focusing on breathing and pushing himself. "Just flying or practicing?" He cringed inwardly, as that sounded borderline like something Oliver Wood would have said. Oliver wouldn't have made it a question though it would have been a part demand with a full warning of staying fit.
Harry shifted in place somewhat uncomfortably. "So," he paused, "How are classes going?"