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"Well enough. Look, I've jus' bin askin' Ronan, you seen anythin' odd in here lately? There's a unicorn bin injured -- would yeh know anythin' about it?"
"You're too nosy to live, Potter. Scurrying around the school on Halloween like that, for all I knew you'd seen me coming to look at what was guarding the Stone."
"Mars is bright tonight," Ronan repeated, while Hagrid watched him impatiently. "Unusually bright."
Bane walked over to stand next to Ronan. He looked skyward. "Mars is bright tonight," he said simply.
"Just the one?"
He blinked. It wasn't the Snitch at all. It was a pair of glasses. How strange.
Quirrell's voice trailed away. Harry was remembering his trip to Diagon Alley -how could he have been so stupid? He'd seen Quirrell there that very day, shaken hands with him in the Leaky Cauldron.
"Yes, but not to us," said Ron in exasperation. "Neville, you don't know what you're doing."
Ronan didn't answer immediately. He stared unblinkingly upward, then sighed again.
Hermione buried her face in her arms; Harry strongly suspected she had burst into tears. Gryffindors up and down the table were beside themselves -- they were a hundred points up. "Third -- to Mr. Harry Potter..." said Dumbledore. The room went deadly quiet for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house sixty points."
"Well, that's it then, isn't it?" Harry said.
"We're coming," said Hermione.
I want to go to the feast," he told Madam Pomfrey as she straightened his many candy boxes. I can, can't I?"
Hermione and Neville were suffering, too. They didn't have as bad a time as Harry, because they weren't as well-known, but nobody would speak to them, either. Hermione had stopped drawing attention to herself in class, keeping her head down and working in silence.
"Always the innocent are the first victims," he said. "So it has been for ages past, so it is now."