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"A Nimbus Two Thousand, sit," said Harry, fighting not to laugh at the look of horror on Malfoy's face. "And it's really thanks to Malfoy here that I've got it," he added.
"No!" shouted Hermione Granger. "Madam Hooch told us not to move -- you'll get us all into trouble."
Harry bolted to the door and looked out. Even at a distance there was no mistaking him.
Their feather rose off the desk and hovered about four feet above their heads.
It was really lucky that Harry now had Hermlone as a friend. He didn't know how he'd have gotten through all his homework without her, what with all the last-minute Quidditch practice Wood was making them do. She had also tent him Quidditch Through the Ages, which turned out to be a very interesting read.
Harry borrowed Ron's quill, scribbled Yes, please, see you later on the back of the note, and sent Hedwig off again.
"I've got the Snitch!" he shouted, waving it above his head, and the game ended in complete confusion.
And in the end, Hagrid agreed that they could send -an owl to Charlie to ask him.
"Sir -- Professor Dumbledore? Can I ask you something?"
Neither Neville nor Hermione showed the slightest interest in what lay underneath the dog and the trapdoor. All Neville cared about was never going near the dog again.
"I'm not hungry."
"What's all th is noise.
" -- I didn't see you, sir."
It was true that Harry wasn't going back to Privet Drive for Christmas. Professor McGonagall had come around the week before, making a list of students who would be staying for the holidays, and Harry had signed up at once. He didn't feel sorry for himself at all; this would probably be the best Christmas he'd ever had. Ron and his brothers were staying, too, because Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were going to Romania to visit Charlie.
"Thanks, Harry... I think I'll go to bed.... D'you want the card, you collect them, don't you?"