Realizing that there were certain parts of the castle that knew something had changed, made Harry wonder if there were other... beings and creatures who knew. Such as Kreacher and Dobby. If they knew, then perhaps they could call them and have their assistance sooner rather than later.

He nodded in agreement. "Agreed. When we meet, we should probably determine the biggest things to tackle first... at least until Christmas. Goblins, the basilisk, making more friends with our classmates... getting rid of Tom before the end of the year..." the number of things they wanted to do were simply endless. But they still had to pretend to be mentally eleven/twelve years old. "Hopefully free Padfoot sooner rather than later..."

Harry considered the thought and hummed thoughtfully. "I think so. We've become friends. He said he'll join our... inter-house study group so long as I promised there weren't be any "annoying weasels" in attendance." He smirked in amusement at her teasing. "You think? Well, who could blame him?" His tone was completely teasing though as he said it and knowing that there was probably a time all those years ago that he had a tiny crush on the blonde. He was trying hard to not consider all of his classmates, outside of Hermione, as children when he himself was also a child all things considered.

"You think? I believe that should be our ultimate goal. Become Head Boy and Head Girl and then completely run Hogwarts. I believe Hogwarts would agree," he mused, his voice soft. He could feel a warmth come from those words and chuckled. "Yeah, I think she agrees."

Harry looked at her seriously and cupped her cheek gently. "There is absolutely no one else I would rather be in this with other than you, 'Mione."