Alvin was still out of sorts, even though Wally was at least awake and seemed to be doing better. Well, as good as he could, given the circumstances. Alvin still always felt like has walking on eggshells in the house and so tried to stay out of the way as much as possible. Between his own accident that ruined his career, losing Sloane and now this, he was pretty sure his mother was going to have a bout of hysteria or something if anything else bad happened.

The afternoon was relatively warm and sunny and so he'd taken his sketchbook to the Potts greenhouse to sketch. Mrs. Potts was generally pretty good about letting him sort of just tuck himself away into the back and sketch until his fingers were covered in charcoal. He still wasn't ready to head home yet and so thought maybe a drink at the pub would be another good distraction.

Naturally he forgot today would be a visit day from Hogwarts. He wasn't privy to the schedule anymore and almost turned around when he caught sight of Miss Thompsett. Their letters had been a bright spot in the storm of his life, but he'd been a little too scattered lately to focus much on them and he felt bad for it. So maybe he should check in..? Alvin hesitated just long enough that he looked awkward standing there and caught her eye. He gave a self conscious wave and left it up to her.