Hermione was rather certain she wasn't imagining the humour hidden in Minerva's age-paled eyes, and twitching around her wrinkled mouth. She looked down at the floor, feeling exposed, and indignant with it. So the Headmistress knew too. How mortifying – but not entirely surprising. "No, no he hasn't been bothering me. I simply...would like to have some peace and quiet with my meals."