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But even Quidditch had lost its fun. The rest of the team wouldn't speak to Harry during practice, and if they had to speak about him, they called him "the Seeker."
"It's not poison?" said Harry anxiously.
"We must have crossed in midair. No sooner had I reached London than it became clear to me that the place I should be was the one I had just left. I arrived just in time to pull Quirrell off you."
"I have business here, Peeves," croaked Harry. "Stay away from this place tonight."
Bane walked over to stand next to Ronan. He looked skyward. "Mars is bright tonight," he said simply.
"But Professor --"
Ronan didn't answer immediately. He stared unblinkingly upward, then sighed again.
Hagrid wiped his nose on the back of his hand and said, "That reminds me. I've got yeh a present."
She raised her wand.
"Ready?" Ron called, his face pale but determined. "Here I go - now, don't hang around once you've won."
"I'm glad we didn't have to fight that one," Harry whispered as they stepped carefully over one of its massive legs. "Come on, I can't breathe."
At eleven o'clock that night, they said good-bye to Ron in the common room and went down to the entrance hall with Neville. Filch was already there -- and so was Malfoy. Harry had also forgotten that Malfoy had gotten a detention, too.
Harry wasn't listening.
"He'll be all right," said Harry, trying to convince himself. "What do you reckon's next?"
But they didn't.