He pointedly ignored the mischievous eyes that followed him, as he made his way out of the door. He could regain his composure. Best to wane himself of the young man's presence as soon as possible. For weeks they had spent hours together every day, talking, sometimes not even that, merely existing side by side. He had not felt alone, something he had come to enjoy, no matter how reluctant. But needs a must. His new master was a Gryffindor, a student and he was the "dungeon bat'. If they wanted to fool Dumbledore and the rest of the wizarding world, they could take no chances.