Harry Potter sat back in his seat, cracking his back as he yawned. Hermione Granger had proven surprisingly helpful once she'd accepted that they weren't actually making a decision yet. Ron had been his usual gittish self, constantly trying to lure them into doing anything else. It hadn't worked, of course.
Now that they had lists, Harry was ready to smile.
"You're going to sleep on this, right, harry?" hermione asked.
Harry nodded saying, "Of course of course."
"We'll meet back here tommorrow, and decide." said Ron, as if he got any choice in the matter. Still it was a good timeslot.
They all scurried back to the Gryffindor Common Room before curfew - Harry getting nabbed by the Twins, as they had another prank to do.
All in all, it had felt like a productive day.
Harry Potter knew that Dumbledore was a roadblock in the road towards getting him safe. Worked properly, Severus Snape might be a help and not a hindrance, should Harry ever want to leave Hogwarts. There's one person who wouldn't mind seeing Harry's backside. (Or beating it bare, come to think of it.)
[a/n: At the top.
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