“I vant to know,” he said, glowering, “vot there is between you and Hermy-own-ninny.” Harry, who from Krum’s secretive manner had expected something much more serious than this, stared up at Krum in amazement. “Nothing,” he said. But Krum glowered at him, and Harry, somehow struck anew by how tall Krum was, elaborated. “We’re friends. She’s not my girlfriend and she never has been. It’s just that Skeeter woman making things up.” “Hermy-own-ninny talks about you very often,” said Krum, looking suspiciously at Harry. “Yeah,” said Harry, “because we’re friends.” He couldn’t quite believe he was
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