Harry nodded. He had had a feeling Dumbledore wouldn't have let anyone near him - putting him with the Dursleys was such an obvious way of seperating him from the wizarding world that it didn't make sense to include visitors. "I thought it'd be something like that," he said. "But, Remus... once I started school, you could have written, or something. I know Hagrid wrote to you asking for pictures of my parents." He swallowed. "You never even told me you knew them, even after you started teaching. I had to ask you, and you were bloody cagey about it too, I remember. Like you didn't want me to know." He glanced up, unable to help a slightly suspicious edge to his expression.