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"And get another box of Jelly Slugs, dear, they've nearly cleaned us out --" said a woman's voice.
"Oh no!" said Ron, his lip twitching.
"No," said Harry. "The tree smashed it to bits."
"You know what we've got to do," said Wood as they prepared to leave the locker rooms. "If we lose this match, we're out of the running. just -- just fly like you did in practice yesterday, and we'll be okay!"
"No," said Harry.
"Sleep well," said Professor Dumbledore, closing the door behind him.
White fog obscured his senses... big, blurred shapes were moving around him... then came a new voice, a man's voice, shouting, panicking --
Dumbledore took one quick look at the ruined painting and turned, his eyes somber, to see Professors McGonagall, Lupin, and Snape hurrying toward him.
Numbing, swirling white mist was filling Harry's brain.... What was he doing? Why was he flying? He needed to help her... She was going to die.... She was going to be murdered....
"We told you," said Parvati suddenly, "we haven't got as far as werewolves yet, we're still on --"
And at long last, Harry mounted his Firebolt, and kicked off from the ground.
"What did you do?" said Hermione, looking anxious. "Did you get any work done?"
"No," Harry lied. He drank a bit of tea and watched the grindylow brandishing a fist at him. "Yes," he said suddenly, putting his tea down on Lupin's desk. "You know that day we fought the boggart?"
"Lupin drank it?" he gasped. "Is he mad?"
"Seriously," said Professor McGonagall, and she was actually smiling. "I daresay you'll need to get the feel of it before Saturday's match, won't you? And Potter -- do try and win, won't you? Or we'll be out of the running for the eighth year. in a row, as Professor Snape was kind enough to remind me only last night....";