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"They've known each other a year," said Ron, who looked oddly groggy and was staring at the closed door.
"Of course," said Slughorn, watching Harry closely, "there have been rumors for years. ... I remember when ?well ?after that terrible night ?Lily ?James ?and you survived ?and the word was that you must have powers beyond the ordinary ?quot;
“Dumbledore mentioned Voldemort at all?" Not yet, but he always saves his proper speech for after the the feast doesn't he? It can't be long now."
"It was, but you told me I had to get an 'Outstanding' in my O.W.L., Professor."
"How's she going to manage that?" asked Harry.
"When we were in Diagon Alley," Harry began, but Mr. Weasley forestalled him with a grimace.
"It's survivor's guilt," said Hermione. "I know Lupin's tried to talk her round, but she's still really down. She's actually having trouble with her Metamorphosing!"
"Fancy trying to find a compartment?"
"Right you are, Verity, I'm coming," said George promptly. "Harry, you help yourself to anything you want, all right? No charge."
"I know, dear, but it's Ministry procedure, and I have to set an example. Something smells good ?onion soup?"
The classroom door opened as she spoke, and Snape stepped into the corridor, his sallow face framed as ever by two curtains of greasy black hair. Silence fell over the queue immediately.
"For that, Hermione," said a voice behind them, "you can have one for free."
"Ron, don't hit him!" said a girl's voice reproachfully.
And sure enough, they now saw a tiny fist on a long spring protruding from the end of the telescope.
The weather beyond the train windows was as patchy as it had been all summer; they passed through stretches of the chilling mist, then out into weak, clear sunlight. It was during one of the clear spells, when the sun was visible almost directly overhead, that Ron and Hermione entered the compartment at last.
"Yes, I've already agreed it was fishy, Harry," said Hermione a little impatiently. She was sitting on the windowsill in Fred and George's room with her feet up on one of the cardboard boxes and had only grudgingly looked up from her new copy of Advanced Rune Translation. "But haven't we agreed there could be a lot of explanations?"。