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"Don't talk to me for a moment," said Ron when Harry sat down next to him, "I need to concen --" He caught sight of Harry's face. "What's the matter with you? You look terrible."
"Give it here," Harry called, "or I'll knock you off that broom!" "Oh, yeah?" said Malfoy, trying to sneer, but looking worried.
Harry knew, somehow, what to do. He leaned forward and grasped the broom tightly in both hands, and it shot toward Malfay like a javelin. Malfoy only just got out of the way in time; Harry made a sharp about-face and held the broom steady. A few people below were clapping.
Malfoy and Crabbe weren't there yet. The crystal trophy cases glimmered where the moonlight caught them. Cups, shields, plates, and statues winked silver and gold in the darkness. They edged along the walls, keeping their eyes on the doors at either end of the room. Harry took out his wand in case Malfoy leapt in and started at once. The minutes crept by.
Ron and Hermione squeezed together to give Hagrid enough space to join them.
"I almost told your brother," Hermione snapped, "Percy -- he's a prefect, he'd put a stop to this."
"I -- don't -- want said Percy thickly, as the twins forced the sweater over his head, knocking his glasses askew.
"Really break your leg," said Ron.
"I thought you weren't speaking to us?" said Harry.
"Very nice," said Wood, his eyes glinting. "I see what McGonagall meant... you really are a natural. I'm just going to teach you the rules this evening, then you'll be joining team practice three times a week."
"Having a last meal, Potter? When are you getting the train back to the Muggles?"
"Will you stop messing around!" he yelled. "That's exactly the sort of thing that'll lose us the match! Snape's refereeing this time, and he'll be looking for any excuse to knock points off Gryffindor!"
He wiped it on the troll's trousers.
Madam Hooch was bending over Neville, her face as white as his.