Ø “RON!”
Ø Hermione’s hand shot up into the air.
Ø “AARGH!”
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Ø “Well, it wasn’t a complete waste of time,” panted Ron, closing the bathroom door behind them.
Ø Fred and George, however, found all this very funny.
Ø “This is how you do it!” he said.
****Time Lapse****
Ø None of the Griffindor team could think of anything to say for a moment.
Ø Malfoy was smirking so broadly his cold eyes were reduced to slits.
Ø “Good, aren’t they?” said Malfoy smoothly.
Ø “What’s happening?” Ron asked Harry. “Why aren’t you playing? And what’s HE doing here?”
Ø Ron plunged his hand into his robes and pulled out his wand.
Ø No one seemed to want to touch him.
Ø “Oooh,” said Colin, fascinated and raising his camera. “Can you hold him still, Harry?”
Ø “Get out of the way, Colin!” said Harry angrily.
Ø Quick, behind here,” Harry hissed, dragging Ron behind a nearby bush. Hermione followed, somewhat reluctantly.
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Ø “Caught in the act!” Ernie yelled, his face stark white, pointing his finger dramatically at Harry.
Ø “That will do, MacMillan!” said Professor McGonagall sharply.
Ø She used her wand to set off a loud bang which restored silence and ordered everyone back into their classes.
Ø This left Harry and Professor McGonagall alone together.
End of part 1
Ø Harry found himself wishing that he and Ron were still
Ø in the middle cubicle.
Ø There was a very awkward pause.
Ø Ron and Hermione looked at Harry.
Ø “Midnight,” said Harry. “We’d better get to bed.”
Ø Ron gave a satisfied smile.
Ø Harry stared at him.
Ø There was something very funny going on here.
Ø “No,” Harry whispered.
Ø “Yes,” he said calmly.
Ø Harry and Ron exchanged excited looks.
Ø “Upstairs! Hurry!”
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Ø “AARGH!”
Ø Harry lay face down on the cold stone floor.
Ø So this was what it felt like.
Ø “Ready?” he called.
Ø “Ready,” came Ron and Hermione’s voices.
Ø “One…two…three…”
Ø “No, no, no!”
Ø “Hermione, are you OK?” said Harry.
Ø “Fine – I’m fine…go on.”
Ø “Ready to resume play?” she asked.
Ø “Yeah,” came the deep grunt.
Ø “On my whistle…”
Ø “Three…two…one…”
Ø “Lie back, Harry.”
Ø “No,” said Harry. “I’ll keep it like this, thanks.”
Ø “Don’t swing your arms like that.”
Ø “How’s this?”
Ø “Yeah, that’s better.”
End of part 2
Ø “If we’re going to do it, I say it should be tonight”
Ø “Are you sure?”
Ø “Positive,” said Hermione, shifting Scabbers the Rat so she could sit down on the end of his four-poster.
Ø “A promise is a promise,” she reminded Harry bossily.
Ø She nibbled his ear in an affectionate sort of way.
Ø “Not here,” Harry hissed, trying to escape.
Ø “Stay still!” grunted the dwarf, grabbing hold of Harry’s bag and pulling him back.
Ø “Let me go!” Harry snarled, tugging.
Ø “What’s going on here?” Came the cold, drawling voice of Draco Malfoy.
Ø Losing his head, Harry tried to make a run for it, but the dwarf seized him around the knees and brought him crashing to the floor.
Ø “Right,” he said, sitting on Harry’s ankles.
Ø “What do you think it’s doing?” said Harry.
Ø “Probably getting ready to pounce,” said Ron.
Ø “Ouch! What’re you...”
Ø Harry’s whole body went numb.
End of part 3
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