The knowledge that he had been a horcrux his entire life and never known was staggering. And yet, she found herself wondering if that was true. Had he known? Was that why he was as willing to die as he was? Could it be that was why McGonagall had taken him up to her office. She had only noticed it briefly, what with everything else going on, but she thought she saw a pensieve sitting out on the desk. And yet, that didn’t entirely make sense. McGonagall had been desperate for Harry to escape, for him to live.