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Harry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways. For one thing, he hated the summer holidays more than any other time of year. For another, he really wanted to do his homework, but was forced to do it in secret, in the dead of night. And he also happened to be a wizard.
If there’s something wrong with the bitch, there’ll be something wrong with the pup –’
‘You’ll be a proper-sized man, Dudders, like your father.
He was stranded, quite alone, in the dark Muggle world, with absolutely nowhere to go.
‘I didn’t do it on purpose,’
‘Take ’er away, Ern,’
‘Harry!’ said Fred, elbowing Percy out of the way and bowing deeply. ‘Simply splendid to see you, old boy –’ ‘Marvellous,’ said George, pushing Fred aside and seizing Harry’s hand in turn. ‘Absolutely spiffing.’ Percy scowled.
Black is deranged, Molly, and he wants Harry dead.
Harry imitated him.
He looked ill and exhausted. Though he seemed quite young, his light-brown hair was flecked with grey.
‘Firstly, Professor Lupin, who has kindly consented to fill the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.’
around Easter, one of our number will leave us for ever.’
that thing you are dreading – it will happen on Friday the sixteenth of October.’
‘When you’ve all finished deciding whether I’m going to die or not!’
Ron and Hermione weren’t speaking to each other. Harry walked beside them in silence
‘Loony, loopy Lupin,’
Black could turn into a flowering shrub.
They’ve got a new captain and Seeker, Cedric Diggory –
Wood looked as though he could have kissed her.
‘Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!’ ‘Stand aside, you silly girl … stand aside, now …’ ‘Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead –
‘Where is Wood?’ said Harry, suddenly realising he wasn’t there. ‘Still in the showers,’ said Fred. ‘We think he’s trying to drown himself.’
‘He’s going to hand it in to Professor McGonagall, aren’t you, Harry?’ ‘No, I’m not!’ said Harry.
Hogsmeade looked like a Christmas card; the little thatched cottages and shops were all covered in a layer of crisp snow; there were holly wreaths on the doors and strings of enchanted candles hanging in the trees.
Quite the double act, Sirius Black and James Potter!’
‘Black and Potter. Ringleaders of their little gang. Both very bright, of course
‘You’d have thought Black and Potter were brothers!’
‘But what if I’d given Harry to him, eh? I bet he’d’ve pitched him off the bike halfway out ter sea. His bes’ friend’s son! But when a wizard goes over ter the dark side, there’s nothin’ and no one that matters to ’em any more …’
‘It was not we who found him. It was little Peter Pettigrew – another of the Potters’ friends. Maddened by grief, no doubt, and knowing that Black had been the Potters’ Secret Keeper, he went after Black himself.’
He stopped on a picture of his parents’ wedding day.
Sirius Black blasting Peter Pettigrew (who resembled Neville Longbottom) into a thousand pieces.
‘you must be really upset about what we heard yesterday. But the thing is, you mustn’t go doing anything stupid.’ ‘Like what?’ said Harry.
April 20th,
Harry that he had the shortest life-lines she had ever seen.
Seemed to think I cared more about winning the Cup than I do about you staying alive. Just because I told her I didn’t care if it threw you off, as long as you caught the Snitch on it first.’ Wood shook his head in disbelief. ‘Honestly, the way she was yelling at me … you’d think I’d said something terrible.
Personally, Harry was sure that Crookshanks had eaten Scabbers, and when he tried to point out to Hermione that the evidence all pointed that way, she lost her temper with Harry, too.
It’s Cho Chang. She’s a fourth-year, and she’s pretty good
‘My dad didn’t strut,’ said Harry, before he could stop himself. ‘And nor do I.’
‘Mr Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people’s business.’
Harry and Ron both made furious moves towards Malfoy, but Hermione got there first – SMACK!
‘Don’t you dare call Hagrid pathetic, you foul – you evil –’
Oliver Wood was crouched over a model of a Quidditch pitch in the corner, prodding little figures across it with his wand and muttering to himself.
‘Good luck, Harry!’ called Cho Chang. Harry felt himself blushing.
he seized Harry around the neck and sobbed unrestrainedly into his shoulder.
Professor McGonagall was sobbing harder even than Wood,
Even Fred and George Weasley had been spotted working; they were about to take their O.W.Ls (Ordinary Wizarding Levels). Percy was getting ready to sit his N.E.W.Ts (Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests),
‘The Dark Lord lies alone and friendless, abandoned by his followers. His servant has been chained these twelve years. Tonight, before midnight, the servant will break free and set out to rejoin his master. The Dark Lord will rise again with his servant’s aid, greater and more terrible than ever before. Tonight … before midnight … the servant … will set out … to rejoin … his master
last rays of the setting sun were casting a bloody light over the long-shadowed grounds.
‘I trusted you,’ he shouted at Lupin, his voice wavering out of control, ‘and all the time you’ve been his friend!’
‘I’ve waited twelve years, I’m not going to wait much longer.’
Severus Snape was pulling off the Invisibility Cloak, his wand pointing directly at Lupin.
