Harry nodded, saying nothing, though he still wished his son would choose...happier? friends. Younger at least. "Why are you helping with the Owlery?" he asked. "And no, it's not a job unless you get paid for it and is doing it full time."
He tried to get the worried frown off his forehead, though he wasn't entirely successful. Enough that he didn't think Al would notice at least, James was another matter, he'd always known better than his brother how to read him. "And you didn't answer, Al, why would Snape offer you a room? Surely not because of the Owlery alone."