Harry sat forward suddenly, remembering Serenus talking about his brief flirtation with Regulus. "Serenus is a saint! He never seems to get caught in the middle, even when that's exactly where he is."
Gryffindor that he was, Harry decided he'd better quit worrying about what the others thought of him and just enjoy the hospitality that Serenus so willingly offered. "I guess as long as I don't have to endure Snape, I could come around more often."