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Very slowly, his sunken gaze never leaving Lupin's face, Black nodded.
Harry stayed silent. Snape was trying to provoke him into telling the truth. He wasn't going to do it. Snape had no proof -- yet.
Harry didn't understand what Snape was talking about. Nor, apparently, did Lupin.
"Harry," she whispered, "I think we're in the Shrieking Shack."
"The whole story?" Harry repeated, a furious pounding in his ears. "You sold them to Voldemort. That's all I need to know."
There was a long silence.
Harry tore open the envelope while Hedwig helped herself to some of Neville's cornflakes. The note inside said:
"There's still the appeal!" said Ron fiercely. "Don't give up Yet, we're working on it!"
There was utter silence, broken by the smallest of terrified squeaks. Neville Longbottom, trembling from head to fluffy slippered toes, raised his hand slowly into the air.
"Tell them whatever you like. But make it quick, Remus. I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for..."
"If she'd just get rid of that cat, I'd speak to her again!" Ron said angrily. "But she's still sticking up for it! It's a maniac, and she won't hear a word against it!"
Professor Trelawney's head fell forward onto her chest. She made a grunting sort of noise. Harry sat there, staring at her. Then, quite suddenly, Professor Trelawney's head snapped up again.
"A thought that still haunts me," said Lupin heavily. "And there were near misses, many of them. We laughed about them afterwards. We were young, thoughtless -- carried away with our own cleverness."
And then he saw something to make his heart stand still. Malfoy was diving, a look of triumph on his face -- there, a few feet above the grass below, was a tiny, golden glimmer -