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harry stared at the note. ron was

admiring the cloak.

”id give anythihese,” he said. ”anything. whats

the matter?”

”nothing,” said harry. he felt very strange. who had sent the

cloak? had it really oo his father?

before he could say or think ahe dormitory door

was flung open and fred and gee weasley bounded in. harry stuffed

the cloak quickly out of sight. he didnt feel like sharing it with

a.

”merry christmas!”

”hey, loot a weasley sweater, too!”

fred and ge blue sweaters, oh a large

yellow f oher a g.

”harrys is better than h,” said fred, holding up

harrys sweater. ”she obviously makes more of a if youre

not family.”

”why arent y yee demanded. ”e on,

get it on, theyre lovely and warm.”

”i hate maroon,” ron moaedly as he pulled it over

his head.

”you havent got a letter e observed. ”i suppose

she thinks you dont fet your were not stupid --

ere called gred and fe.”

”whats all th is noise.

percy weasley stuck his head through the d

disapproving. he had clearly gotten halfway thr his

preseoo, carried a lumpy sweater over his arm, which

fred seized.

”p fet it on, pere on, were all wearing

ours, even harry got one.”

”i -- dont -- ercy thickly, as the twins forced

the sweater over his head, knog his glasses askew.

”and youre not sitting with the prefects today, either,” said

gee. ”christmas is a time for family.”

they frog-marched per the room, his arms pio his

side by his sweater.

harry had never in all his life had such a christmas dinner. a

hu, roast turkeys; mountains of roast aoes;

platters of chipolatas; tureens of buttered peas, silver boats

of thick, rich gravy and berry saud stacks of wizard

crackers every few feet alohese fantastic party

fav like the feeble muggle ohe dursleys usually

bought, with their little plastid their flimsy paper hats

inside. harry pulled a wizard cracker with fred and it didnt just

ba off with a blast like a d ehem all

in a oke, while from the inside exploded a rear

admirals hat and several live, white mice. up at the high table,

dumbledore had sed his pointed wizards hat for a flowered

bo, and was g merrily at a joke professor flitwick had

just read him.

flaming christmas puddings followed the turkey. perearly

broke his teeth on a silver sickle embedded in his slice. harry

watched hagrid getting redder ahe face as he called

for more wine, finally kissing prall on the cheek,

who, to harrys amazement, giggled aop hat lopsided.

when harry fiable, he was laden down with a stack

of things out of the crag a paexplodable,

luminous balloons, a groarts kit, and his oizard

chess set. the white mice had disappeared and harry had a nasty

feeling they were going to end up as mrs. norriss christmas dinner.

harry and the ent a happy afternoon having a furious

snowball fight on the grounds. then, cold, ing for

breath, they returhe fire in the gryffindor ,

where harry broke in his by losiacularly to

roed he wouldnt have lost so badly if pert

tried to help him so much.

after a meal of turkey sandwiches, crumpets, trifle, and

christmas cake, everyooo full ao do much

before bed except sit and ercy chase fred and gee all

ryffindor tower because theyd stole badge.

it had been harrys best christmas day ever. yet something had

been nagging at the baind all day. not until he climbed

into bed was he free to think about it: the invisibility d

whoever had sent it.

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