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"Well, hurry up, I can't breathe!" Harry gasped, wrestling with it as it curled around his chest.
They looked around, as if hoping to see a sign pointing them in the right direction. They had never been told where Dumbledore lived, nor did they know anyone who had been sent to see him.
"Are there many of them in here?" asked Hermione.
"Do you think they'll attack us if we cross the room?" said Ron.
"I shouldn't be too friendly to them, Hagrid," said Filch coldly, they're here to be punished, after all."
"White always plays first in chess," said Ron, peering across the board. "Yes... look..."
Hermione looked very frightened, but she had a word of comfort.
Harry did the best he could, trying to ignore the stabbing pains in his forehead, which had been bothering him ever since his trip into the forest. Neville thought Harry had a bad case of exam nerves because Harry couldn't sleep, but the truth was that Harry kept being woken by his old nightmare, except that it was now worse than ever because there was a hooded figure dripping blood in it.
Quirrell's voice trailed away. Harry was remembering his trip to Diagon Alley -how could he have been so stupid? He'd seen Quirrell there that very day, shaken hands with him in the Leaky Cauldron.
Are twins once you taste them, though different at first sight.
They marched off across the dark grounds. Neville kept sniffing. Harry wondered what their punishment was going to be. It must be something really horrible, or Filch wouldn't be sounding so delighted.
Ron went speeding in the direction that Harry was pointing, crashed into the ceiling, and nearly fell off his broom.
"Oh, he does," said Quirrell casually, "heavens, yes. He was at Hogwarts with your father, didn't you know? They loathed each other. But he never wanted you dead."
"Professor -- please
"Yes..." said Dumbledore dreamily. "Funny, the way people's minds work, isn't it? Professor Snape couldn't bear being in your father's debt.... I do believe he worked so hard to protect you this year because he felt that would make him and your father even. Then he could go back to hating your father's memory in peace....";