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Harry couldn't eat. He had seen his parents and would be seeing them again tonight. He had almost forgotten about Flamel. It didn't seem very important anymore. Who cared what the three headed dog was guarding? What did it matter if Snape stole it, really?
Harry and the Weasleys spent a happy afternoon having a furious snowball fight on the grounds. Then, cold, wet, and gasping for breath, they returned to the fire in the Gryffindor common room, where Harry broke in his new chess set by losing spectacularly to Ron. He suspected he wouldn't have lost so badly if Percy hadn't tried to help him so much.
"But we're not six hundred years old," Ron reminded her. "Anyway, what are you studying for, you already know it A."
"And you're not sitting with the prefects today, either," said
"Look! Look at them all... there are loads of them...."
The Restricted Section was right at the back of the library. Step ping carefully over the rope that separated these books from the rest of the library, he held up his lamp to read the titles.
Neville's lips twitched in a weak smile as he unwrapped the frog.
"The what?" said Harry and Ron.
Something fluid and silvery gray went slithering to the floor where it lay in gleaming folds. Ron gasped.
"Good-bye," said Ron.
"Crabbe," he said. "Midnight all right? We'll meet you in the trophy room; that's always unlocked."
Harry borrowed Ron's quill, scribbled Yes, please, see you later on the back of the note, and sent Hedwig off again.
The clanging and crashing were enough to wake the whole castle.
"Would you mind moving out of the way?" came Malfoys cold drawl from behind them. "Are you trying to earn some extra money, Weasley? Hoping to be gamekeeper yourself when you leave Hogwarts, I suppose -- that hut of Hagrid's must seem like a palace compared to what your family's used to."