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"And what're you doing down here, Weasley?" he sneered.
"Ready to resume play?" she asked Wood.
Harry had never told Ron and Hermione that the Sorting Hat
His spell lit the corridor with a sudden flaming light. The door behind the large boy flew open with such force it knocked him into the wall opposite. And out of it came something that made Harry let out a long, piercing scream unheard by anyone
"But, Professor," piped up Parvati Patil, "you'd probably have to use Dark Magic to open it -"
"You want to show a bit more respect to a school prefect!" he said. "I don't like your attitude!"
"We can't," said Ron gloomily. "We keep all our old subjects, or I'd've ditched Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"Wonder what Potter's written in this?" said Malfoy, who obvi
Percy looked outraged.
"What're you doing here?" he said. "And how did you know I missed the train?"
As he swung himself onto the bed, his arm flapped pointlessly.
Harry hesitated. He cast a wary eye around the sleeping witches and wizards on the walls. Surely it couldn't hurt if he took the hat down and tried it on again? Just to see ... just to make sure it had put him in the right House
"Finite Incantatem!" he shouted; Harry's feet stopped dancing, Malfoy stopped laughing, and they were able to look up.
Dumbledore tried to say something, but Hagrid went ranting on, waving the rooster around in his agitation, sending feathers everywhere.
He blew his nose on a corner of the filthy pillowcase he wore, looking so pathetic that Harry felt his anger ebb away in spite of himself.