Harry remembered the event as if it had happened yesterday. He and Neville had been meeting with Narcissa Malfoy, and Harry had been on edge for the entire time. He was sure their privacy wards had been breached, but he couldn't find the source. And it was too late to cancel the secret ren-dez-vous. So he met with Narcissa, conducted the usual exchange of intelligence, then returned quickly to Neville, who had been watching proceedings like a sniper from a nearby rooftop.