Harry made his way down to the dungeons after dinner, intent on talking to Severus for a bit. No one had quite realized that Harry had grown up over the last few years; that tends to happen when a madman is trying to kill you. Only Severus had bothered to treat him like a damned adult. He also knew he could talk to him about Draco, and how he was feeling about the boy, and maybe he could even tell him about the strange singing he could hear in his dreams at night when he was having a nightmare. Severus wouldn't mock him. He would listen, and tell him what he truly thought. He reached the potion master's doors and knocked tentatively. He heard the soft "Enter," before he pushed the doors open and walked into Snape's personal quarters.