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"Voldemort?" said Harry.
"Ready?" he whispered to Hermione. "YotM better hold on to me --
"Locked in the cupboard under the stairs, and I can't get out of this room -"
But Hermione was fumbling with the neck of her robes, pulling from beneath them a very long, very fine gold chain.
"Morning, Mum," said George, in what he clearly thought was a jaunty, winning voice.
"You've been told to get all Lockhart's books, too!" he said. "The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher must be a fan - bet it's a witch."
"Excellent, Dudley," said Uncle Vernon. Then he rounded on Harry. "And you?"
"Oh - really?" said Harry. "Er - I don't want to be rude or anything, but - this isn't a great time for me to have a house-elf in my bedroom."
Harry jumped to his feet just as a jeering voice floated across the lawn.
Dumbledore beamed at them.
Dumbledore backed out of the room, closed the door, and took out his wand to magically lock it. Panicking, Harry and Hermione ran forward. Dumbledore looked up, and a wide smile appeared under the long silver mustache. "Well?" he said quietly.
"And you two," she said, glaring at Ron and Fred. "You can go up to bed, dear," she added to Harry. "You didn't ask them to fly that wretched car -"
"Minister, listen, please," Hermione said; she had hurried to Harry's side and was gazing imploringly into Fudge's face. "I saw him too. It was Ron's rat, he's an Animagus, Pettigrew, I mean, and --"
"... only hope Dumbledore's not going to make difficulties," Snape was saying. "The Kiss will be performed immediately?"
"Now, Snape," said Fudge, startled, "the young lady is disturbed in her mind, we must make allowances --"