Harry Potter and the Heir of Gryffindor(01) - Sahits

comfortable, Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger, I expect Hagrid is wondering where you areright about now."They bade their farewells to Sophie, Hermione looking upon her with an especially maternalglint in her eye (Harry reckoned that Hermione now viewed Sophie as a disciple of hers).Sophie followed Professor McGonagall, looking back behind her with a weak smile, visiblynervous about being alone with the imposing Professor McGonagall, and Hermione and Ronfiled past Harry, looking every bit as curious as Harry felt.Dumbledore closed the door once everyone had left and Harry looked up anxiously.What have I done this time? Dumbledore was beaming at him from overtop his lunarspectacles."So you think you'll enjoy your classes this year, do you?"Harry nodded cautiously. "I hope so, Sir.""Your new potions master is only temporary. You see, I've placed Snape on an. . . assignmentfor me. Just in case you were worried as to his whereabouts-- I realize that last you saw himhe left quite abruptly. But hopefully he won't be too much longer--"Harry did all he could to keep from yelling 'tell him there's no hurry. . .'"--And your defense against the dark arts professor. . .""Oh, yes!" Harry piped up immediately. "We all think he's brilliant!"Dumbledore nodded. "Indeed. Quite . . ." he placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. "You know. .. it's a funny thing about him. I could just swear that he reminds me of someone.""Yes! That's exactly what I thought too!"Dumbledore was nodding, thoughtfully. "Yes. . . actually, I rather think that he looks asthough he could be related to your Godfather, Harry.""Sirius?" Harry repeated blankly."Yes, Sirius. The same face , you know? As a matter of fact. . . if I didn't know any better, I'dsay that it is Sirius. But that's if I didn't know any better.""But you do know better, right Sir?"Dumbledore said nothing. His smile, however, broadened."Right, Sir?"He kept his smile. "It's getting late, Harry. I've kept you from class long enough."** *32