Harold could touch again! It was a Christmas miracle! Even if he had learned it by walking straight into a door... Still, that didn't matter! He rushed down to his dorm in Hufflepuff, eager to get his hat back and just basically touch and feel anything!
He swung by the kitchens on his way to grab a mince pie. Though he hadn't felt the need to eat, not eating was very disorientating, and right then he just fancied putting anything delicious in his mouth.
Harold burst through the dormitory door just as he shoved the last of his pie into his mouth, only to be confronted with Sally sitting in his bed. He smiled awkwardly, mouth covered in crumbs, and hastily tried to swallow without choking. "Sal! Are yo- *cough* are you you again!?" He asked eagerly, and just very slightly concerned that Anthony might be sitting in his bed for some reason.