"Nothing concrete stands out...they didn’t come right out and say it," Harry replied slowly. "It was a bunch of little things that they did. Trying to control what I read, who I spoke to, what I did outside of classes. Ushering me here and there with them whether I wanted to go or not. I had to hide becoming friends with Draco because the one time I told them that I talked to him about collaborating our classes for the day, they wouldn't shut up about how "snakes never change.’ God forbid if they discovered I’ve been talking with Severus while we write the new DADA book." Harry snorted in derision. "They’d go fucking mental."