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"Yeah... anything," said Harry, his heart lighter than it had been in a month. "You know what -- we should make up with Hermione.... She was only trying to help...."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed the rest of the Gryffindors along the usual path to Gryffindor Tower, but when they reached the corridor that ended with the portrait of the Fat Lady, they found it jammed with students.
Ron nearly dropped the jar.
"What did you go running to McGonagall for?
"Everything under control, sir."
"The incantation is this --" Lupin cleared his throat. "Expecto patronum!"
"Where's Professor Lupin?" he said.
"Did someone get my Nimbus?"
"Won't make no diff'rence!" sobbed Hagrid. "Them Disposal devils, they're all in Lucius Malfoy's pocket! Scared o' him! Ad if I lose the case, Buckbeak --"
"Stand aside. Stand aside, girl!"
"Yeah, I suppose so," said Harry. "Id better put it upstairs."
Lupin drained the goblet and pulled a face.
Harry lay there, not saying a word. They had lost... for the first time ever, he had lost a Quidditch match.
"It's going to be a tough one," said Wood, who wasn't eating anything.
After ten minutes or so, Madam Pomfrey came over to tell the team to leave him in peace.
Ron and Herinione watched Harry nervously all through dintier, not daring to talk about what they'd overheard, because Percy was sitting close by them. When they went upstairs to the crowded common room, it was to find Fred and George had set off half a dozen Dungbombs in a fit of end- of-term high spirits. Harry, who didn't want Fred and George asking him whether he'd reached Hogsmeade or not, sneaked quietly up to the empty dormitory and headed straight for his bedside cabinet. He pushed his books aside and quickly found what he was looking for -- the leather-bound photo album Hagrid had given him two years ago, which was full of wizard pictures of his mother and father. He sat down on his bed, drew the hangings around him, and started turning the pages, searching, until...。