“Seeingasthecastleismostlyemptythistimeofyear,apartfromHagridandmyself,you’llhavetogotothekitchenstogetyourmeals,butyou’llbesoclose,Idoubtthatwillbeaproblem,”shecarriedon.
Harrysighedwithrelief.Heknewthecastlewouldbemostlyemptyforthebeginningofhisstay,butstill,theideaofhavingtoeatintheGreatHall,theideaofbeinginpublic,wherepeoplewhothoughttheyknewhimcouldspeculate,madehimfeelsicktohisstomach.
“You’llhaveuntilnexttermtogeteverythingallreadyforthestudents.Youwill,ofcourse,havefulluseofthelibraryandanyleftovermaterialsintheDefenseroom.”
Harrynodded.
“Iexpectyouwillwantadayortwotosettlein,butIwouldappreciateitifyoubeganpreparingforthenexttermbytheendoftheweek,”McGonagallsaidfirmly,eyeinghimsuspiciously.“Ihopeyouwillbeabetterprofessorthanyouwereastudent.”
“Ihopeso,too,”Harrychuckleddarkly.
“Well,luckilyforyou,youdon’thavetowriteanypapers.Justreadthem,”McGonagallquipped.Sheglancedattheclockonthewallandbacktohim.“Yourroomsshouldbereadyinhalfanhour.Itrustyoucanbusyyourselfuntilthen?VisitHagrid,perhaps,beforehecomesafteryouwithascentdog?”
Harrywalkedbackoutintothehall,wanderingthroughthecastleforabouttenminutesbeforefindinghimselfwalkingoutintotheyardtowardsafamiliarshack.
Likehesuspected,beingonthecastlegroundsdidn’tfeelquiteasmuchlikecominghomeashewouldhavehoped.
Hewasback.
Dracohadseenhim,hadalmostrunintohim,inthehallinfrontoftheSlytherindungeons.Hestayedback,lessthantwentyfeetaway,intheshadows,thoughdisillusioned,andwatchedtheotherman.
Potterranhishandoverthestonethatmadeupthedoorwayforthedungeons,examiningit.Hetookhiswandandtappedthewall,buttonoavail.
Hepaused,lookingupanddownthehall,beforemurmuring“Pure-blood.”
Dracowinced.
“No,ofcoursethey’vechangedthepasswordsincethen,”Harrysaidtohimselfquietly.Hesighed,pressinghisrighthandflatagainstthestone.Heclenchedthehandtoafist,leaninghisforeheadagainstthewall.“Stupid.Stupid,stupid,stupid,”herepeated,andDracofelthischesttighten.
Hewantedtostepcloser,thefeelingonlyintensifiedbytheknowledgethathecouldn’t.Whatareyoulookingfor,Potter?Thequestionsatonhistongue,attheverytipofit,beatingagainstthebackofhisteeth,buthedidn’tletitescape.Itwouldbesoeasy.Itwouldbesoeasytoaskit,Potterwouldjumpandturntolookathimandthen…Andthenhewouldrun,totellMcGonagall,anditwouldbeover.Hewouldbefoundout.Soinstead,hewatched.
“Youaren’tgoingtobelievethis,”Potterbegan,hisvoicestillhushedjustenoughtobehardtohear,hisforeheadstillpressedagainstthestone,“ButIthinkImissyou.IthinkImissyoumorethanjustaboutanyone.AndIamalmostgladyouaren’theretogloataboutit.Almost.”
Dracofroze.Thefeelingwasback,orrather,itwasleavinghishandsataratherrapidspeed,forcinghimtotuckhiswandawayinhiscoatpocket,lestheriskdroppingitandmakinganoise.Ifhedidn’tknowanybetter,hewouldthinkPotterwasaddressinghim.Whoelsewouldhemissthatcouldhavebeenbehindthatdoor?Noone.Hecouldn’tthinkofasinglesoul,yetitstillfeltpresumptuoustothinkitwashimself.
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