Harry's stomach sank like a stone. In the chaos that was Norbert, Harry had gone to his parents for assistance. He'd forgotten completely to inform Evan of all of this. Or, maybe not forgotten. He knew Evan had been under so much stress recently, trying to find something to convict Quirrell. And this was supposed to be a simple-ish stunt. In an out. Nothing was supposed to go wrong. He would've told him after so he wouldn't lose more of his hair than he already had. He had every intention of telling him. It would've made a really amusing story. 