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"Potter, you've got yourself a girlfriend!" drawled Malfoy. Ginny went scarlet as Ron and Hermione fought their way over, both clutching stacks of Lockhart's books.
"No," said Harry. "Not unless you know where we can get seven free Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones for our match against Sly -"
"My cat! My cat! What's happened to Mrs. Norris?" he shrieked.
Ron looked wildly around. A dozen curious people were still watching them.
"I'm on'y jokin'," he said, patting Harry genially on the back and sending him face first into the table. "I knew yeh hadn't really. I told Lockhart yeh didn' need teh. Yer more famous than him without tryin'."
"And keep your elbows tucked in," Ron advised.
"Uh-oh," said Ron, into the silence.
"'Night," Harry called back to Hermione, who was wearing a scowl just like Percy's.
Harry strained his ears. Distantly, from the floor above, and growing fainter still, he heard the voice: ". . . I smell blood. . . . I SMELL BLOOD!"
"Cool," said Dean.
"I'm the new Slytherin Seeker, Weasley," said Malfoy, smugly. "Everyone's just been admiring the brooms my father's bought our team.
"Never?" said Mr. Weasley. "But how did you get to Diagon Alley to buy your school things last year?"
"Harry, what was that all about?" said Ron, wiping sweat off his face. "I couldn't hear anything. . . ."
"Morning, all," said Percy briskly. "Lovely day."
Not daring even to look at each other, Harry and Ron followed Snape up the steps into the vast, echoing entrance hall, which was lit with flaming torches. A delicious smell of food was wafting from the Great Hall, but Snape led them away from the warmth and light, down a narrow stone staircase that led into the dungeons.