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"Harry! We didn't expect you until morning!"
"How's she going to manage that?" asked Harry.
"And what really happens when you put them on?"
"Now!" said Mrs. Weasley, and withdrew.
Harry said nothing. Belby, McLaggen, and Zabini were all staring at him.
"They're fairly cuddly, yes," conceded Fred. "But you're moving through boyfriends a bit fast, aren't you?"
"He looks a bit like a walrus, and he used to be Head of Slytherin," said Harry. "Something wrong, Hermione?"
"For that, Hermione," said a voice behind them, "you can have one for free."
Neville nodded, looking scared. At a gesture from Slughorn, they sat down opposite each other in the only two empty seats, which were nearest the door. Harry glanced around at their fellow guests. He recognized a Slytherin from their year, a tall black boy with high cheekbones and long, slanting eyes; there were also two seventh-year boys Harry did not know and, squashed in the corner beside Slughorn and looking as though she was not entirely sure how she had got there, Ginny.
What kind of mission would You-Know-Who have given him?"
"Well, next time you can show me how it's done, Master of Mystery!" she snapped.
"You were both there too, were you?" said Slughorn with great interest, looking from Ginny to Neville, but both of them sat clam-like before his encouraging smile.
"Dragged off, by the look of his place."
"You're not taking Care of Magical Creatures, are you?"
“Not now, Hermione," said Harry, in a darkly significant voice. He hoped very much that they would all assume he had been involved in something heroic, preferably involving a couple of Death Eaters and a dementor. Of course, Malfoy would spread the story as wide as he could, but there was always a chance it wouldn't reach too many Gryffindor ears.