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"Do something," he said desperately.
"These birds... they can't be here just for decoration," said Hermione.
"That one!" he called to the others. "That big one -- there -- no, there -- with bright blue wings -- the feathers are all crumpled on one side."
"Well, that's it then, isn't it?" Harry said.
"What's this stuff?" were his first words.
Another will transport the drinker back instead,
Malfoy didn't move. He looked at Hagrid furiously, but then dropped his gaze.
"Don't tell me what I can and can't do, Potter. Now get back to bed, all of you. I've never been more ashamed of Gryffindor students."
Harry made his way down to the end-of-year feast alone that night. He had been held up by Madam Pomfrey's fussing about, insisting on giving him one last checkup, so the Great Hall was already full. It was decked out in the Slytherin colors of green and silver to celebrate Slytherin's winning the house cup for the seventh year in a row. A huge banner showing the Slytherin serpent covered the wall behind the High Table.
Harry tried to understand this but it made his head pound, so he stopped.
Bane walked over to stand next to Ronan. He looked skyward. "Mars is bright tonight," he said simply.
"Good afternoon," he said smoothly.
"But Snape tried to kill me!"
The distant music stopped. There was a loud bark from the dog, but Hermione had already jumped. She landed on Harry's other side.
Harry couldn't speak, but Hagrid understood.