Unseen
“Potter.” Harry heard a rather gruff voice say his name. He was standing in Dumbledore’s Office awaiting the return of the headmaster.
He looked around confused trying to find the location of the speaker as the voice said his name again, “Potter, over here.”
Harry’s eyes opened wide as he realized that the Sorting Hat was the one who had been speaking.
“Yes –“ he heisted, “ – sir?”
Dumbledore entered the room at that moment saving Harry from the obligation of having a conversation with the hat. The twinkle in his eye and the knowing smile gave Harry the impression that Dumbledore knew exactly what had happened.
