Harry and Jayne
"I don't blame you," Harry agreed. Crowds around him were usually of the hero-worship sort and sometimes that got overwhelming. Oh all right, sometimes he couldn't hate the fact that being harry Potter meant some things were a bit easier for him - perhaps in exchange for everything that had been terrible and difficult. But he was in no rush to get back into the thick of things. Perhaps he should get his wand now and just head home.
Harry's hand went automatically to his back, mirroring Jayne's gestures. "What?" he looked down, away from her, looking to see what she was talking about.