"I'm sure he did." God, that wasn't how he wanted to make his first impression. "He's more worried than he should be," he said, calmly. "It's just a itch that I get and I was out of breath once, but that's it."
He snorted. "I'll keep that in mind, and try to keep my almost deadly experiences to a minimum. You should try that as well, though. If we both get ourselves almost killed, Dad is going to have a fit."
He rolled his eyes, but then smiled. "He burnt out too soon. It's hard to top yourself after stopping Voldemort twice before the age of eighteen." He chuckled. "I've spoken to Sirius. I doubt that he's ready to retire."