And Albus Dumbledore, glaringly white and gold, it hurt Harry's eyes to look at him. Except, surprisingly, the small amount of darkness that seemed to float around him and a tiny bit of red that was as bright as the gold. Harry had to admit, he didn't know the Headmaster had it in him. There was even some purple there. Soon however the others had retreated to Lockhart's office and Harry silently sighed. He would have to find the information at a later date, he didn't feel like sneaking up there. He did however glare at Malfoy which seemed to make the blonde boy run.