closed (Lezard and Snape): defense against the dark arts

[arrogantmage]

If there was one mortal he'd met whose pride could equal his own, that mortal was Snape. For the past few months Lezard had made himself scarce, having good and less-than-good reasons of his own. The rapid departure of Hermione and sudden ascension of Ofdensen could not be allowed to pass without some token of condolence to Snape, however. Lezard knew that the man would be hurting; knew, too, that pride would not permit him to complain of it.

He knocked at the door to the professor's private chambers. They both knew Lezard could appear in almost any room unannounced and without permission; the knock was a courtesy, and a mark of consideration.