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"Going to kill me, Harry?" he whispered.
It took a few minutes for the class to settle down again. Professor Trelawney seemed to have forgotten all about the Grim. She turned abruptly from Harry and Ron's table, breathing rather heavily as she tugged her gauzy shawl more closely to her.
Relieved, Harry zoomed away, gazing around for the Snitch, but still making sure he caught every word of Lee's commentary. It was essential that he hold Malfoy off the Snitch until Gryffindor was more than fifty points up --
"Er -- not now -- I was going to go to the library and do that vampire essay for Lupin --"
Professor McGonagall was back. She slammed the portrait behind her as she entered the common room and stared furiously around.
They didn't need telling twice. Hermione, gasping for breath, her lip bleeding, scrambled aside, snatching up her and Ron's wands. Ron crawled to the four-poster and collapsed onto it, panting, his white face now tinged with green, both hands clutching his broken leg.
"Show yourself!" Snape said, tapping the map sharply.
"Get out of it, Potter!" Malfoy yelled in frustration as he tried to turn and found Harry blocking him.
Hagrid turned around and hurried back toward his cabin, his face buried in his handkerchief.
"You might have been wearing your father's old cloak, Harry--"
What little color there was in Blacks face left it.
They walked forward; Harry, like Hermione, was trying not to listen to the rumble of voices behind them. Ron stopped again.
Ron was sitting up in bed, the hangings torn from one side, a look of utmost terror on his face.
Madam Hooch's whistle rang out again as she soared over to Montague and began shouting at him. A minute later, Katie had put another penalty past the Slytherin Seeker.
Harry was glad Ron took this view. If the one-eyed witch was boarded up too, he would never be able to go into Hogsmeade again.