Harry chuckled. "Yeah. Seems like they can be sometimes but they are good blokes, I agree." He nudged her gently with his elbow. "Though, it's okay if they drive you a little crazy. You can tell me, your secret is safe."
"Yeah." He shrugged weakly. What Alice was saying was more true than she realized. "It was pretty bad. I didn't even have my own room until I was eleven. Before that, I lived in the closet under the stairs."
It was so ridiculous in his own ears that he wouldn't have been surprised if Alice thought he was joking.
Her enthusiasm and words felt like a bucket of icy cold water had been thrown over him. "Yeah," he replied. "I've heard the..." What the bloody hell did the Death Eaters used to be called? "...Knight of Wulpurgis have been...doing things."
Suddenly he had an idea and perked up too. "I've been studying a lot of things they don't teach in Defense Against the Dark Arts. If you'd like, I can show you some of them?" If Alice was trained better, would that save her when Bellatrix and Rodolphus came after her?