Christopher folded over Wisteria's note in his hands, and sat down on a bench near the middle of the student garden. It seemed like so long since the last time they'd talked. They'd had a rather tragic conversation involving Wisteria's friend in the Air Force who'd gone missing. Christopher really hoped she was okay. But hopefully now the conversation would be lighter, and empty of tears. He leaned back, waiting for the tiny Gryffindor girl to join him.