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What was that about. whispered Ron, reeling in the Extendable Ears. Dunno, said Harry, thinking hard. He wants something mended. and he wants to reserve something in there. Could you see what he pointed at when he said that one. No, he was behind that cabinet - You two stay here, whispered Hermione. What are you -. But Hermione had already ducked out from under the Cloak. She checked her hair in the reflection in the glass, then marched into the shop, setting the bell tinkling again. Ron hastily fed the Extendable Ears back under the door and passed one of the strings to Harry. Hello, horrible morning, isnt it. Hermione said brightly to Borgin, who did not answer, but cast her a suspicious look. Humming cheerily, Hermione strolled through the jumble of objects on display. Is this necklace for sale. she asked, pausing beside a glass-fronted case. If youve got one and a half thousand Galleons, said Mr. Borgin coldly. Oh - er - no, I havent got quite that much, said Hermione, walking on. 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She didnt touch him, but he yelled and jerked his arm away from her when she went to roll up his sleeve. It was his left arm. Hes been branded with the Dark Mark. Ron and Hermione looked at each other. Well. said Ron, sounding thoroughly unconvinced. I think he just wanted to get out of there, Harry, said Hermione. He showed Borgin something we couldnt see, Harry pressed on stubbornly. Something that seriously scared Borgin. It was the Mark, I know it - he was showing Borgin who he was dealing with, you saw how seriously Borgin took him. Ron and Hermione exchanged another look. Im not sure, Harry. Yeah, I still dont reckon You-Know-Who would let Malfoy join. Annoyed, but absolutely convinced he was right, Harry snatched up a pile of filthy Quidditch robes and left the room; Mrs. Weasley had been urging them for days not to leave their washing and packing until the last moment. 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Ron hurried forward, looking hopeful, but Ginny stuck out her foot and Ron fell, sprawling in the dust at Fleurs feet. Furious, red-faced, and dirt-spattered, he hurried into the car without saying good-bye. There was no cheerful Hagrid waiting for them at Kings Cross Station. Instead, two grim-faced, bearded Aurors in dark Muggle suits moved forward the moment the cars stopped and, flanking the party, marched them into the station without speaking. Quick, quick, through the barrier, said Mrs. Weasley, who seemed a little flustered by this austere efficiency. Harry had better go first, with - She looked inquiringly at one of the Aurors, who nodded briefly, seized Harrys upper arm, and attempted to steer him toward the barrier between platforms nine and ten. I can walk, thanks, said Harry irritably, jerking his arm out of the Aurors grip. 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He had expected an upswing in the amount of gaping and gawping he would have to endure this term after all the Chosen One rumors in the Daily Prophet, but he did not enjoy the sensation of standing in a very bright spotlight. He tapped Ginny on the shoulder. Fancy trying to find a compartment. I cant, Harry, I said Id meet Dean, said Ginny brightly. See you later. Right, said Harry. He felt a strange twinge of annoyance as she walked away, her long red hair dancing behind her; he had become so used to her presence over the summer that he had almost forgotten that Ginny did not hang around with him, Ron, and Hermione while at school. Then he blinked and looked around: He was surrounded by mesmerized girls. Hi, Harry. said a familiar voice from behind him. Neville. said Harry in relief, turning to see a round-faced boy struggling toward him. Hello, Harry, said a girl with long hair and large misty eyes, who was just behind Neville. Luna, hi, how are you. Very well, thank you, said Luna. 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