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“TheSlytherindungeonswereclosedoffandthedormitoriesrelocated,asyouknow,”McGonagallsaid,walkingwithHarrydownthecorridortoheroffice.

“Whatdoyouusethemfornow?”Harryasked,knowingnothinginHogwartseverreallywaseliminated,onlyrepurposedorlefttorot.Partofhimhopeditwasthelatter,thinkingthatperhapsiftherewasanytraceofMalfoyleft,itwouldbethere.

“Storage,”McGonagallreplied,smilingtightly.

“Oh,”Harryreplied.Hecouldn’thelpbutfeelasthoughshewashidingsomething,buthehadbeenaccusedofbeingoverlysuspicioussincethewar,andtobefrank,whowouldn’tbe?

“Wedon’thavemanyfreeoffices,”shecontinued.“Therewasquiteabitofshufflingforthemoredesirableonesasteachershavecomeand…goneinthelastfewyears,andI’mafraidthebiggestspaceleftisSeverus’soldsuite.I’llhaveitclearedoutandfilledbackinwithsomenewerthings,ifyou’dliketotakeit.It’sinthedungeons,soit’snearthekitchens.”

Sherememberedhistendenciestogotothekitchenforsnacks,then.Harrycouldn’tsayhewouldn’tfeeloddstayinginSnape’srooms,whentherehadbeensomanyyearswithnolovelostbetweenthem.Hecouldn’timaginemakingaspacethathadbelongedtoSeverusSnapeforsolonghisown.Thenagain,withouttheSlytherincommonroomsinthedungeonsanymore,therewouldn’tbeasmanystudentswanderingaroundthereonceclasseswereover.

“IguessI’lltakeit,then,”Harryanswered,tryingtopushhishesitationsaside.Itwasonlyaroom.Whoeverlivedtherehadnothingtodowithit.Snape’sofficeswerenowjustvacantrooms.TheSlytherindungeonswerejustvacantroomsnow,too.

Harrywasstartledbyapressureonhislegs,lookingdowntoseeacalicowindingaroundhisshins.

“Hello,”hesaidsoftly,bendingtoscratchherchin.

Shemeowedbacktohimratherintelligently,leaningintohishand.

“What’syourname?You’remuchprettierthanMrs.Norris,unlessmymemoryservesmewrong,”hesaid.

“No,shebelongstooneofthestudents.Notsurewhich,asshe’salwayswonderingonherown.Andappearstohavebeenabandonedhereforthesummerholiday.”McGonagallreplied.

“Areyouquitesuresheisn’tastudent?”heasked,motioningtohisownglassesandlookingbackatthecat.Hermarkingslookedremarkablylikeglasses,atraitheknewbothMcGonagallandRitaSkeetersharedintheiranimagusform.

“I’dknowifshewas,”sheansweredshortly.

“Therewereanimagusinthecastlebeforewithoutyouknowing,”Harrypointedout,referencinghisfatherandhisfriends.Hestoodfromhiscrouchedposition,thecatwalkingawayataleisurelypace.

“Foolmeonce,Potter,”McGonagallrepliedlightly,raisinghereyebrowsathim.

“Right,”Harryreplied,thoughhecouldn’thelpthelittlewhisperofdoubtinhismind.

TheyarrivedatDumbledore’soffice,nowMcGonagall’s.ItmadeHarrywanttolaugh,howunchangedthecastlelookedwhileatthesametimebeingcompletelydifferent.Ormaybeitmadehimwanttocry.

HefollowedMcGonagallintoheroffice,whereshecontinuedtospeak.