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those times.”

he turned and tered bato the depths of the forest,

leaving harry shivering behind him.

ron had fallehe dark , waiting for

them to retured something about quidditch fouls when

harry roughly shook him awake. in a matter of seds, though,

he was wide-eyed as harry began to tell him and hermio had

happe.

harry t sit do and down in front of the

fire. he was still shaking.

”she stone for voldemort... as waiting

i... and all this time we thought s wao

get rich....”

”stop saying the name!” said ron in a terrified whisper, as if

he thought voldemort could hear them.

harry wasnt listening.

”fire he shouldnt have done so.... bane was

furious... he was talking ab las

say is going to happe show that voldemorts ing

bae thinks firenze should have let voldemort kill me.... i

suppose thats writtears as well.”

”will you stop saying the name!” ron hissed.

”so all ive got to wait for noe to steal the stone,”

harry went on feverishly, ”the will be able to e and

finish me off... well, i suppose banell be happy.”

hermione lhte she had a word of fort.

”harry, everyone says dumbledores the only one you-know-who

was ever afraid of with dumbledore around, you-knoont

touyway, who says the taurs are right? it sounds like

fortuo me, and prall says thats a very

impreagic.”

the sky had tur before they stopped talki

to bed exhausted, their throats sore. but the nights surprises

werent over.

ulled back his sheets, he found his invisibility

cloak folded ly uhem. there i:

just in case.

chapter sixteen

through the trapdoor

io e, harry would e remember how he had

ma through his exams eort to

e bursting through the door at ahe days crept by,

and there o doubt that fluffy was still alive and well

behind the locked door.

it was sweltering hot, espe the large where

they did their ers. they had been given speew

quills for the exams, which had beeh aing

spell.

they had practical exams as well. professor flitwick called them

oo his class to see if they ake a pineapple

tapdance across a desk. prall watched them turn

a mouse into a snuffbox -- piven for how pretty the

snuffbox was, but taken away if it had whiskers. shem

all nerv down their necks while they tried to remember

how to make a fetfulion.

harry did the best he c to igabbing

pains in his forehead, which had been b him ever since his

trip i. harry had a bad

nerves because harry t sleep, but the truth was that harry

kept being woken by his old that it orse

thahere was a hooded figure dripping blood in it.

maybe it was because they had harry had seen in

the forest, or because they didnt have sing on their

foreheads, but ron and hermione didnt seem as worried about the

stone as harry. the idea of voldemort ly scared them, but

he diding them in dreams, and they were so busy with

their studying they didnt have much time to fret about e

or a be up to.

their very last exam was histie hour

questions about batty old wizards whod iirring

s and theyd be free, free for a whole woil

their exam results came out. whe of professor binns

told them to put down their quills and roll up their part,

harry t help g with the rest.

”that was far easier than i thought it would be,” said hermione

as they joihe crowds flog out onto the sunn