Harry fidgeted awkwardly where he sat in the Headmistress's office. Shifting uncomfortably in his chair, he made a concerted effort to keep his eyes downcast, and tried to summon deference as his excuse for doing so, rather than shame. It did nothing to prevent him from feeling how Hogwarts Headmistress Minerva McGonagall was looking nearly down her hawkish nose at him, with her sharp eyes.