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"Why are you telling me?" he asked.
Harry didn't know what to say; this wasn't the reaction he had expected at all.
"Someone attacking you, Harry?" Seamus asked sleepily.
"Don't you go upsetting them and telling them they've got to take clothes and salaries!"
Harry looked around at Ron; he looked back at Harry, intrigued.
"Nice look, Ron ... go well with your dress robes, that will."
but dragons had no hair. . . pepper breath.. . that would probably increase a dragon's firepower. . . horn tongue. . . just what he needed, to give it an extra weapon...
"Now that Potter and Weasley have been kind enough to act their age," said Professor McGonagall, with an angry look at the pair of them as the head of Harry's haddock drooped and fell silently to the floor - Ron's parrot's beak had severed it moments before - "I have something to say to you all.
Harry called after her, before he could stop himself.
"Like what?" Harry said as he watched Joey Jenkins of the Cannons belt a Bludger toward a Ballycastle Bats Chaser.
It was odd; a moment before his insides had been writhing like snakes, but suddenly he didn't seem to have any insides at all.
"If you say so," she muttered sleepily, without opening her eyes, and the picture swung forward to admit him. Harry climbed inside. The common room was deserted, and, judging by the fact that it smelled quite normal, Hermione had not needed to set off any Dungbombs to ensure that he and Sirius got privacy.
"Er. . . good luck on Tuesday," she said. "I really hope you do well."
Harry and Ron met up with Hermione in the common room, and they went down to breakfast together. They spent most of the morning in Gryffindor Tower, where everyone was enjoying their presents, then returned to the Great Hall for a magnificent lunch, which included at least a hundred turkeys and Christmas puddings, and large piles of Cribbage's Wizarding Crackers.
"I didn't start this," Harry said stubbornly. "It's his problem."