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Weasleys'. He hesitated, not wanting them to know he'd heard them arguing, when the sound of his own name made him stop, then move closer to the parlor door.
"Just come out -- prototype --" a square-jawed wizard was telling his companion.
"That little git," he said calmly. "He wasn't so cocky last night when the dementors were down at our end of the train. Came runing into our compartment, didn't he, Fred?"
"Wonder what he teaches?" said Ron, frowning at Professor Lupin's pallid profile.
"I'm not going to take any crap from Malfoy this year," he said angrily. "I mean it. If he makes one more crack about my family, I'm going to get hold of his head and --"
"Seen your pal Hagrid lately?" he asked them quietly.
"Stuck his head in the water barrel," said Hermione, putting the tankard away.
"I've still got ten Galleons," she said, checking her purse. "It's my birthday in September, and Mum and Dad gave me some money to get myself an early birthday present."
"So -- er d'you think it would be all right mean, will It be okay if I -- if I go to Hogsmeade?"
"Well, he should have some chocolate, at the very least," said Madam Pomfrey, who was now trying to peer into Harry's eyes.
"And a handbag?" prompted Professor Lupin.
"Right then, Neville," said Stan, clapping his hands, where abouts in London?"
Harry dropped into a seat at the Gryffindor table, next to George Weasley.
"Ouch!" said Neville.
But it was visible only for a split second. As though the creature beneath the cloak sensed Harry's gaze, the hand was suddenly withdrawn into the folds of its black cloak.