Unfortunately, there was always a slight shadow that ruined his peace and quiet. Dumbledore and Potter had taken to watching him as often as they could, he could feel their eyes watching him whenever he so much as breathed. But as he watched out of the corner of his eye he noticed the gazes were different. Dumbledore seemed pleased when he saw the first-year reading muggle books with his feet in the shallows of the water. Harry would smirk to himself, he knew his actions made the headmaster believe that despite his temper he could be saved. Potter, on the other hand, Merlin Harry hated him with a passion. He could be leaving the loo or reaching for a second piece of toast and James Potter would watch him with suspicious eyes like he would suddenly jump up and murder them all. Harry had laughed darkly when Hermione said that at dinner one night, something that seemed to irk Potter much to the twins" delight.