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"Later!" whispered Harry, darting after Zabini as quietly as possible, though the rattling of the train made such caution almost pointless.
". . . not a child, in case you haven't noticed, Mother. I am perfectly capable of doing my shopping alone."
"No. I don't think so, sir. I'm Muggle-born, you see."
Ron looked a little uncomfortable and began playing with the Fanged Frisbee Hermione had taken from the fourth-year student. It zoomed around the common room, snarling and attempting to take bites of the tapestry. Crookshanks's yellow eyes followed it and he hissed when it came too close.
Snape set off around the edge of the room, speaking now in a lower voice; the class craned their necks to keep him in view. The Dark Arts," said Snape, "are many, varied, ever-changing, and eternal. Fighting them is like fighting a many-headed monster, which, each time a neck is severed, sprouts a head even fiercer and cleverer than before. You are fighting that which is unfixed, mutating, indestructible."
"But what're you ??" asked Neville.
"Harry?" said Hermione in an anxious voice. "What's wrong?"
"For you," panted Sloper. "Listen, 1 heard you're the new Captain. When're you holding trials?"
"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?"
"Bill and I are going to be married!"
"Here," said George, catching a couple and throwing them to Harry.
Ron snorted loudly, but managed to pass it off as a violent sneeze. They were now standing beside the oak front doors.
"But what does he want me for?" asked Neville nervously, as though he was expecting detention.
"I can see Hogwarts," said Malfoy, clearly relishing the effect he had created as he pointed out of the blackened window. "We'd better get our robes on."
"They're fairly cuddly, yes," conceded Fred. "But you're moving through boyfriends a bit fast, aren't you?"