You wanted to speak to me?" The wave of my hand was enough to slam the door shut behind me, enough to shut out Lavender Brown's comments about me, in which they were dirty and disgusting enough for me to throw up whenever i think about those comments.
"Adam, how are you?" I bet Harry did notice the look on my face, that quickly turned Adam McGinnis from a cheerful looking, innocent boy to a stunned, pale, and retarded-looking figure. "What do you mean, my friend?"
"I mean, as Batman—" "Say it louder, won't you. The people in the common hall haven't caught that yet." My eyes did catch notice of harry's quick change of expression. "Sorry."
"It's alright. I'm just not used for 3 people knowing my identity at the same time. It's just you, Hermione and Professor Dumbledore. The others, even Ron, just not know yet. Spill the beans, and i'll call the telepathic Miss Martian to wipe your memory of probably you even knowing me."
My eyes locked on to the silent, traumatised looking Harry. "Alright, i give up. Now, back to the main topic. You were asking something—weren't you?" Harry, still visible thinking deeply in his mind palace, finally gave me a response in the form of this question:
"Yeah. Um, about that, i originally just wanted to ask how where you after saving me from Voldemort twice in a row. I just remembered that you were the Batman."
"And?"
"You probably could handle that kind of stuff, right? I hope so." That was unexpected. "Why are you asking me these questions anyways?" "Nothing. I'm just trying to check on you after the last confrontation with Voldemort." "Well, thanks. Now if you excuse me for a moment, i'm going to speak to Dumbledore for moment.