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Bill muttered something about getting himself a cup of tea and Fred and George leapt up to accompany him, grinning.

Of course, he might have crawled into the airing cupboard and died. . . . But I mustn’t get my hopes up . . .”

She had given him too a book that resembled a diary, except that it said things like “Do it today or later you’ll pay!” every time he opened a page.

Harry awoke on Christmas morning to find a stack of presents at the foot of his bed and Ron already halfway through opening his own, rather larger, pile.

“All been talking about me, have you? Well, I’m getting used to it . . .”

“And you won’t look at any of us!”
“It’s you lot who won’t look at me!” said Harry angrily.
“Maybe you’re taking it in turns to look and keep missing each other,” suggested Hermione, the corners of her mouth twitching.
“Very funny,” snapped Harry, turning away.

“I came on the Knight Bus,” said Hermione airily,

They want me to do well,

then threw himself facedown upon the moth-eaten covers, his eyes shut, his body heavy and aching. . . .

And he strolled into his frame and out of sight.
“Fine, go then!” Harry bellowed at the empty frame. “And tell Dumbledore thanks for nothing!”

“Now, if you will excuse me, I have better things to do <…>. . . . Good day to you . . .”

“Running away, are we?”

“Bitten by a werewolf, poor chap. No cure at all.”

If you are unsure where to go, incapable of normal speech, or unable to remember why you are here, our Welcome Witch will be pleased to help.

ANTIDOTES ARE ANTI-DON’TS UNLESS APPROVED BY A QUALIFIED HEALER.

Harry noticed the emblem embroidered on their chests: a wand and bone, crossed.
“Are they doctors?” he asked Ron quietly.
“Doctors?” said Ron, looking startled. “Those Muggle nutters that cut people up? Nah, they’re Healers.”

Tonks leaned close to the glass, looking up at the very ugly dummy and said, her breath steaming up the glass, “Wotcher . . . We’re here to see Arthur Weasley.”

Large signs on all the dusty doors read CLOSED FOR REFURBISHMENT.

Tonks was very interested in Harry’s vision of the attack on Mr. Weasley, something he was not remotely interested in discussing.
“There isn’t any Seer blood in your family, is there?” she inquired curiously, as they sat side by side on a train rattling toward the heart of the city.

Ginny was curled like a cat on her chair,