Al didn't point out that they'd only had one or two lunches without Lily and James. If Harry wanted to keep trying than Al could tough it out. The idea of hiding in a corner with his Dad was both crazy and nice. It had never occurred to him that he might dislike groups as much as Al did. Maybe that's why he always drank so much before Sunday dinner.
"Okay, it's a, it's a deal." He smiled, and this time it wasn't quite so awkward.
For once someone, especially Harry, suggesting things he should try didn't get Al's hackles up. Maybe it was that Harry didn't seem to be passing judgement.
"I, uh, I've tried a lot of stuff. Mum took me to, um, a lot of Healers and things, when I was a kid. To, uh, make me stop." It always seemed to be worse after, especially with how dissapointed she always seemed to be.
"I, I had a better handle on it. Back home. I, um, I do better with, with a plan. When I know what's going to, um, to happen, so I can be, uh, prepared. This, the castle and, and losing everything has, well, I guess I'm, uh, just sort of, sort of off kilter. It's been worse, lately. But, um, I think I'm getting, getting better. Sometimes. It'll help, I think, when I have a, a job. A routine. Which, um, Scorpius said you need, need someone to preserve the houses in Hogsmede. I, uh, I could do that. Till, um, till school starts. Look for clues to the, uh, to the Vault too. If that, um, works?"