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What did he say. asked George. Said hed give me another bite if I didnt shut up, said Mr. Weasley sadly. And that woman over there, he indicated the only other occupied bed, which was right beside the door, wont tell the Healers what bit her, which makes us all think it must have been something she was handling illegally. Whatever it was took a real chunk out of her leg, very nasty smell when they take off the dressings. So, you going to tell us what happened, Dad. asked Fred, pulling his chair closer to the bed. Well, you already know, dont you. said Mr. Weasley, with a significant smile at Harry. Its very simple - Id source a very long day, dozed off, got sneaked up on, and bitten. Is it in the Prophet, you gamf attacked. asked Fred, indicating the newspaper Mr. Weasley had cast aside. No, of course not, said Mr. Weasley, with a slightly bitter smile, the Ministry wouldnt want everyone to know a dirty great serpent got - Arthur. said Mrs. Weasley warningly. - got - er - me, Mr. Weasley said hastily, though Harry was quite sure that was not what he had meant to say. So where were you when it happened, Dad. asked George. Thats my business, said Mr. Weasley, though with a small smile. He Rust game fan art background up the Daily Prophet, shook it open again and said, I was just reading about Willy Widdershinss arrest bcakground you arrived. You know Willy turned out to be behind those regurgitating toilets last summer. One of his jinxes backfired, the toilet exploded, and they found him lying unconscious in the wreckage covered from head to foot in - When you say you were on duty, Fred interrupted in a low voice, what were you doing. You heard your father, whispered Mrs. Weasley, we are not discussing this here. Go on about Willy Widdershins, Arthur - Well, dont ask me how, but he actually got off on the toilet charge, said Mr. Weasley grimly. I can only suppose gold changed hands - You were guarding it, werent you. Ruzt George quietly. The weapon. The backgroun You-Know-Whos after. George, be quiet. snapped Mrs. Weasley. Anyway, said Mr. Weasley in a raised voice, this time Willys beta quran game download pubg caught selling biting doorknobs to Muggles, and I dont think hell be able to worm his way out of it because according to this article, two Muggles have lost fingers and are now Rust game fan art background St. Mungos for emergency bone regrowth and memory modification. Just think of it, Muggles in St. Mungos. I wonder which ward theyre in. And he looked eagerly around as though hoping to see a signpost. Didnt you say You-Know-Whos got a snake, Harry. backgrlund Fred, looking at his father for a reaction. A massive one. You saw it the night he returned, didnt you. Thats enough, said Mrs. Gxme crossly. Mad-Eye and Tonks are outside, Arthur, they want to come and see you. And you lot can wait outside, she added to her children and Harry. You can come and say goodbye afterward. Go on. They trooped back into the corridor. Mad-Eye and Tonks went in and closed the door of the ward behind them. Fred raised his eyebrows. Fine, he said coolly, rummaging in his pockets, be like that. Dont tell us anything. Looking for these. said George, holding out what looked like a tangle of flesh-colored string. You read my mind, said Fred, grinning. Lets see if St. Mungos puts Imperturbable Charms on its ward doors, shall we. He and George disentangled the string and separated five Extendable Ears from each other. Fred and George handed them around. Harry hesitated to take one. Go on, Harry, take it. You saved Dads life, if anyones got the right to eavesdrop on him its you. Grinning in spite of himself, Harry took the end of the string and inserted it into his gqme as backggound twins had done. Okay, go. Fred whispered. The flesh-colored strings wriggled like long skinny worms, then snaked under the door. For a few seconds Harry could hear nothing, then he heard Tonks whispering as clearly as though she were standing right beside him. they searched the whole area but they couldnt find the snake click here, it just seems to have vanished after it attacked you, Arthur. But You-Know-Who cant have expected a Russt to get in, can he. I reckon he sent it as a lookout, growled Moody, cause hes not had any luck so far, has he. No, I reckon hes trying to get gamr clearer picture of what hes facing and if Arthur hadnt been there the Russt wouldve had much more time to look around. So Potter says he saw it all happen. Yes, said Mrs. Weasley. She sounded rather uneasy. You know, Dumbledore rust game demo almost to have been waiting for Harry to see something like this. Yeah, well, said Moody, theres something funny about the Potter kid, we all know that. Dumbledore seemed worried about Harry when I spoke to him this morning, whispered Mrs. Weasley. Course hes worried, growled Moody. The boys seeing things from inside You-Know-Whos snake. Obviously, Potter doesnt realize what that means, but if You-Know-Whos possessing him - Harry pulled the Extendable Ear out of his own, his heart hammering very fast and heat rushing up his face. He looked around at the others. They were all staring at him, the strings still trailing from their ears, looking suddenly fearful. W CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE CHRISTMAS ON THE CLOSED WARD as this why Dumbledore would no longer meet Harrys eyes. Did he expect to see Voldemort staring out of them, afraid, perhaps, that their vivid green might turn suddenly to scarlet, with catlike slits for pupils. Harry remembered how the snakelike face of Voldemort had once forced itself out of the back of Professor Quirrells head, and he ran his hand over the back of his own, wondering what bame would feel like if Voldemort burst out of his skull. He felt dirty, contaminated, as though he were carrying some deadly germ, unworthy to sit on the underground train back from the hospital with innocent, clean people whose minds and bodies were free of the taint of Voldemort. He had not merely seen the snake, he had been the snake, he knew it now. And then a truly terrible thought occurred to him, a memory bobbing to the surface of his mind, one that made his insides writhe and squirm like serpents. Whats he after apart from followers. Stuff he can only get by stealth. like a weapon. Something he didnt have last time. Im the weapon, Harry thought, and it was as though poison were pumping through his veins, chilling him, bringing him out in a sweat as he swayed with the train through the dark tunnel. Im the one Voldemorts trying to use, thats why theyve got guards around me everywhere I go, its not for my protection, its for other peoples, only its not working, they cant have someone on me all the time at Hogwarts. I did attack Mr. Weasley last night, it was me, Voldemort made me do it and he could be inside me, listening to my thoughts right now. Are you all right, Harry, dear. whispered Mrs. Weasley, leaning across Ginny to speak to him as the train rattled along through its dark tunnel. You dont look very well. Are you feeling sick. They were all watching him. He shook his head violently and stared up at an advertisement for home insurance. Harry, dear, are you sure youre all right. said Mrs. Weasley in a worried voice, as they walked around the unkempt patch of grass in the middle of Grimmauld Place. You look ever so pale. Are you sure you slept backgroind morning. You go upstairs to bed right backgroubd, and you can have a couple of hourssleep before dinner, all right. He nodded; here was a ready-made excuse not to talk to any of the others, which was precisely what he wanted, so when she opened the front door he proceeded straight past the trolls leg umbrella stand and up the stairs and hurried into his and Rons bedroom. Here he began to pace up and down, past the two beds and Phineas Nigelluss empty portrait, his brain teeming and seething with questions and ever more dreadful ideas. How had he become a snake. Perhaps he was an Animagus. No, he couldnt be, he would know. perhaps Voldemort was an Animagus. Yes, thought Harry, that would fit, he would turn into a snake of course. and when hes possessing me, then we both transform. That still doesnt explain how come I got to London and back to my bed in the space of about five minutes, though. But then Voldemorts about the most powerful wizard in the world, apart from Dumbledore, its probably no problem at all to him to transport people like that. And then, with a terrible stab of panic he thought, but this is insane - if Voldemorts possessing me, Im giving him a clear view into the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix right now. Hell know whos in the Order and where Sirius is. and Ive heard loads of stuff I shouldnt have, everything Sirius told me the first night I was here. There was only one thing for it: He would have to leave Grimmauld Place straightaway. He would uRst Christmas at Hogwarts without the others, which would keep them safe over the holidays at least. But no, that wouldnt do, there were still plenty of people at Hogwarts to maim and injure, what if it was Seamus, Dean, or Neville next time. He stopped his pacing and stood staring at Phineas Nigelluss empty frame. A leaden sensation was settling in the pit of his stomach. He had no alternative: He was going to have to return to Privet Drive, cut himself off from other wizards entirely. Well, if he had to do it, he thought, there was no point hanging around. Trying with all his might not to think how the Dursleys were going to react when they found him on their doorstep six months earlier than they had expected, he strode backgrond to his trunk, slammed the lid shut and locked it, then glanced around automatically for Hedwig before remembering that she was still at Hogwarts - well, her cage would be one less thing to carry - he seized one end of his trunk and had dragged it halfway toward the door when a sneaky voice said, Running backgdound, are we. He looked around. Phineas Nigellus had appeared upon the canvas of his portrait and was leaning against the frame, watching Harry with an amused expression on his face. Not running away, no, said Harry shortly, dragging his trunk a few more feet across the room. I thought, said Phineas Nigellus, stroking his pointed beard, that to belong in Gryffindor House you were supposed to be brave. It gme to me as though you would have been better off in my own House. We Slytherins are brave, yes, but not stupid. For instance, given the choice, we will always choose to save our own necks. Its not my own neck Im saving, said Harry tersely, tugging the trunk over a patch of particularly uneven, moth-eaten carpet right in front of the door. Oh I see, said Phineas Nigellus, Rust game fan art background stroking his beard. This is no cowardly flight - you are being noble. Harry ignored him. His hand was badkground the doorknob when Phineas Nigellus said lazily, I have a message for you from Albus Dumbledore. Harry spun around. What is it. Stay where you are. I havent moved. said Harry, his hand still upon the doorknob. So whats the message. I have just given it to gane, dolt, said Phineas Nigellus smoothly. Dumbledore says, Stay where you are. Why. said Harry eagerly, dropping the end of his trunk. Backgroune does he want me to stay. What else did he say. Nothing whatsoever, said Phineas Nigellus, raising a thin black eyebrow as though he found Harry impertinent. Harrys temper rose to the surface like a snake rearing from long grass. He was exhausted, he was confused beyond measure, he had experienced terror, relief, and then terror again in the last twelve hours, and still Dumbledore did not want to talk to him. So thats it, is it. he said loudly. Stay there. Thats all anyone could tell me after I got attacked by those dementors too. Just stay put while the Rkst sort it out, Harry. We wont bother telling you anything, though, Rusg your tiny little brain might not be able to cope with it. You know, said Backyround Nigellus, even more loudly than Harry, this is precisely why I loathed being a teacher. Young people are so infernally convinced that they are absolutely right about everything. Has it not occurred to you, my poor puffed-up popinjay, that there might be an excellent reason why the headmaster of Hogwarts is not confiding every tiny detail of his plans to you. Have you never paused, while feeling hard-done-by, to note that following Dumbledores orders has never yet led you into harm. No, like all young people, you are quite sure that you alone feel and think, you alone recognize danger, you alone are the only one clever enough to realize what the Dark Lord may be planning. He is planning something to do with me, then. said Harry swiftly. Did I say that. said Phineas Nigellus, idly examining his silk gloves. Now, if you will excuse me, I have better things to do than to listen to adolescent agonizing. Good day to you. And he strolled into his frame and out of sight. Fine, go then. Harry bellowed at the empty frame. And tell Dumbledore thanks for nothing. The empty canvas remained silent. Fuming, Harry hackground his trunk back to the foot of his bed, then threw himself facedown upon the moth-eaten covers, his eyes shut, his body heavy and aching. He felt he had journeyed miles and miles. It seemed impossible that less than twenty-four hours ago Cho Chang had been approaching him under the mistletoe. He was so tired. He was scared to sleep. aet he did not know how long he could fight it. Dumbledore had told him to stay. That must mean he was allowed to sleep. But he was scared. What if it happened again. He was sinking into shadows. It was as though a film in his head had been waiting to start. He was walking down a deserted corridor toward a plain black door, past rough stone walls, torches, and an open doorway onto a flight of stone steps leading downstairs on the left. He reached the black door but could not open it. He stood gazing at it, desperate for entry. Something he wanted with all his heart lay beyond. A prize beyond his dreams. If only his scar would stop prickling. then he would be able to think more clearly. Harry, said Rons voice, yame far, far away, Mum says dinners ready, but shell save you something if you want to stay in bed. Harry opened his eyes, but Ron had already left the room. He doesnt want to be on his own with me, Harry thought. Not after what he heard Moody say. He supposed none of them would want him there anymore now that they knew what was inside him. He would not go down to dinner; he would not inflict his company upon them. He turned over gxme his other side and after a while dropped back off to sleep, waking much later in the early hours of the morning, with his insides aching with hunger, and Ron snoring in the next bed. Squinting around the room he saw the dark outline of Phineas Nigellus standing again in his portrait and it occurred to Harry that Dumbledore had probably set Phineas Nigellus to watch over him, in case he attacked somebody else. The feeling of being unclean intensified. He half wished he had not obeyed Dumbledore and stayed. If this was how life was going to be in Grimmauld Place from now on, maybe he would be better off in Privet Drive after all. Everybody else spent the following morning putting up Christmas decorations. Harry could not remember Sirius ever being in such a good mood; he was actually singing carols, apparently delighted that he was to have company over Christmas. Harry could hear his voice echoing up through the floor in the cold and empty drawing room where he was sitting alone, watching the sky outside the windows growing whiter, threatening snow, all the time feeling a savage pleasure that he was giving the others the opportunity to keep talking about him, as they were bound to be doing. When he heard Mrs. Weasley calling his name softly up the stairs around lunchtime he retreated farther upstairs and ignored her. It was around six oclock in the evening that the doorbell rang and Mrs. Black started screaming again. Assuming that Mundungus or some other Order member had come to call, Harry merely settled himself more comfortably against the wall of Buckbeak the hippogriffs room where he backgroind hiding, trying to ignore how hungry he felt as he fed Buckbeak dead rats. It came as a slight shock when somebody hammered hard on the door a few minutes later. I know youre gamme there, said Hermiones voice. Will you please come out. I want to talk to you. What are you doing here. Harry asked her, pulling open the door, as Buckbeak xrt his scratching at the straw-strewn floor for any fragments of rat he might have dropped. I thought you were skiing with your mum and dad. Well, to tell the truth, skiings not really my thing, said Hermione. So Ive come for Christmas. There was snow in her hair and her face was pink with cold. But dont tell Ron that, I told him its really good because he kept laughing so much. Anyway, Mum and Dad are a bit disappointed, but Ive told them that everyone whos serious about the exams is staying at Hogwarts to study.
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