He’d been so wrapped up in his own infatuation with Draco and everything else that had happened, that he hadn’t even thought about it. The snake and Mister Weasley. What if something had happened this time round, and Harry’s occlumency shields had been too strong for anything to get through? He still had the occasional dream about the door in the Department of Mysteries, and hints of Voldemort’s emotions, but they were nowhere near as strong or as frequent as last time - some mornings he had forgotten the dreams before he’d even eaten breakfast. What if the absence of the snake was somehow related to Crabbe Senior being arrested?