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"Indeed? And you've been carrying them around ever since? How very touching... and what is this?"
"Sorry!" said Flint as the crowd below booed. "Sorry, didn't see her!"
Harry sat. Snape, however, remained, standing.
The taunt about his father rang in Harry's ears as though Black had bellowed it. A boiling hate erupted in Harry's chest, leaving no place for fear. For the first time in his life, he wanted his wand back in his hand, not to defend himself, but to attack... to kill. Without knowing what he was doing, he started forward, but there was a sudden movement on either side of him and two pairs of hands grabbed him and held him back.... "No, Harry!" Hermione gasped in a petrified whisper; Ron, however, spoke to Black.
Professor McGonagall was back. She slammed the portrait behind her as she entered the common room and stared furiously around.
Harry managed to shake Neville off at the Fat Lady by telling him the password, then pretending he'd left his vampire essay in the library and doubling back. Once out of sight of the security trolls, he pulled out the map again and held it close to his nose.
But they all refused to say.
"If you want to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us too!" he said fiercely, though the effort of standing upright was draining him of still more color, and he swayed slightly as he spoke.
9 o'clock, Transfiguration
Hermione wasn't at lunch either. By the time they had finished their apple pie, the after-effects of the Cheering Charms were wearing off, and Harry and Ron had started to get slightly worried.
"Come on," said Ron, whose teeth seemed to be chattering.
Then Lupin spoke, in a very tense voice.
"Well, honestly... 'the fates have informed her' who sets the exam? She does! What an amazing prediction!" she said, not troubling to keep her voice low. Harry and Ron choked back laughs.
Lavender and Parvati looked deeply impressed, and moved over so that Professor Trelawney could join their table instead.
"Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugle git."
They went to the post office; Ron pretended to be checking the price of an owl to Bill in Egypt so that Harry could have a good look around. The owls sat hooting softly down at him, at least three hundred of them; from Great Grays right down to tiny little Scops owls ("Local Deliveries Only"), which were so small they could have sat in the palm of Harry's hand.