On the one hand, Harry was glad that he'd chosen to return to Hogwarts for their unofficial "8th year"; it would give him ample time to make a decision about his future and where he wanted to go after graduation. On the other hand though, were the classes like History of Magic that, after surviving an actual war was... frankly unappealing. Especially when most of History of Magic consisted of the Goblin Wars.

To be honest, he was only half listening to Binns droning on, doodling in his notebook when he felt the bump to his ankle. He glanced over and gave Luna a lopsided grin. If there was anything that he enjoyed about returning, it was reconnecting with friends when they weren't fighting for survival.

"The Goblin Wars are a bit less appealing now days aren't they, all things compared," he asked, keeping his voice low. He watched the way she folded the paper in a complicated pattern and grinned.