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"You c-can't - Dad told you you're not to do m-magic - he said he'll chuck you out of the house - and you haven't got anywhere else to go - you haven't got any friends to take you -"
I hope this finds you before you reach your aunt and uncle. I don't know whether they're used to owl post.
It seemed to go on for hours. Mrs. Weasley had shouted herself hoarse before she turned on Harry, who backed away.
"Perfect Percy," muttered Fred.
"As a matter of fact, it was Potter, Weasley, and Granger, Minister...."
"He hates Sirius," Hermione said desperately. "All because of some stupid trick Sirius played on him --"
"Arthur Weasley, you made sure there was a loophole when you wrote that law!" shouted Mrs. Weasley. "Just so you could carry on tinkering with all that Muggle rubbish in your shed! And for your information, Harry arrived this morning in the car you weren't intending to fly!"
"Okay," said Hermione, getting a firmer grip on Buckbeak's rope. "But we've got to keep out of sight, Harry, remember...."
"Hermione," said Harry suddenly, "what if we -- we just run in there and grab Pettigrew --"
"Stand back!" Hermione called to him, and she took out her wand, still gripping the back of Harry's robes with her left hand.
At the age of one year old, Harry had somehow survived a curse from the greatest Dark sorcerer of all time, Lord Voldemort, whose name most witches and wizards still feared to speak. Harry's parents had died in Voldemort's attack, but Harry had escaped with his lightning scar, and somehow - nobody understood why Voldemort's powers had been destroyed the instant he had failed to kill Harry.
"A telephone, Ron," said Hermione. "Honestly, you should take Muggle Studies next year...."
Harry learned quickly not to feel too sorry for the gnomes. He decided just to drop the first one he caught over the hedge, but the gnome, sensing weakness, sank its razor-sharp teeth into Harry's finger and he had a hard job shaking it off - until
And then he felt solid ground beneath his feet, and everything came into focus again --
"Your Quidditch team?" said Harry.