"Exactly! We died, and I kind of know what older me went through, watching everyone he loved died, but I don't feel sad for me. Eventually we all die, right? It's the natural reaction people have. I think people like Savannah might be hit by things soon enough. She had a family, parents, grandparents. Me? Sirius?" He shrugged. "And I'm not complaining. I'm curious. All this time and no one seems to have clued in on that."
Harry put a hand in front of his mouth, because he was about to spit the food he was chewing at the idea of holding hands with Ron. "Are you trying to kill me? And I'm pretty sure that Hermione and Ron didn't hold hands when they were together. Unless we were about to risk our lives. There were a lot of those moments."
He shook his head. "That's where you're wrong, Malfoy. You can't be around me and avoid catastrophes and riddles. We already have a hunt for a key and a treasure hunt all over the country. I'm sure sooner or later the foreign ministers will send people to hunt us down." He actually smiled at that. "It'll be normal."