The wedding unfolded on screen. Harry gave an eloquent, charming and amusing speech before toasting the grooms. Lancelot looked at Percival like he wasn't quite sure how he got so lucky. Harry managed to convince Chester King to join him on the dance floor, a glimpse of the man that Harry had known and trusted, rather than the man who had sent him to die.

It was showing a Christmas party when Harry woke up. His hand had come to rest on JB and he rubbed his folds absently. "Pickle," he murmured.