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Very slowly, his sunken gaze never leaving Lupin's face, Black nodded.
"Harry, if you go into Hogsmeade again... I'll tell Professor McGonagall about that map!" said Hermione.
"Yeah..." said Harry, his stomach writhing.
"Nothing," shrugged Neville. "Want a game of Exploding Snap?"
It stayed blank. Harry was taking deep, calming breaths.
"Then you might not have to witness an execution at A!" said Eon stoutly. "The hippogriff might get off!"
Harry turned the Firebolt sharply to watch Flint, still bleeding freely, fly forward to take the Slytherin penalty. Wood was hovering in front of the Gryffindor goal posts, his jaw clenched.
Lupin looked up and, by the merest half-glance in Harry's direction, warned him not to interrupt.
Harry turned and caught sight of Cho; she was grinning. The Snitch had vanished again. Harry turned his Firebolt upward and was soon twenty feet above the game. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Cho following him.... She'd decided to mark him rather than search for the Snitch herself... All right, then... if she wanted to tail him, she'd have to take the consequences....
"Gryffindor in possession, no, Slytherin in possession -- no!
"Where does this tunnel come out?" Hermione asked breathlessly from behind him.
If only there had been a dementor around.... As a sobbing Wood passed Harry the Cup, as he lifted it into the air, Harry felt he could have produced the world's best Patronus.
"What're you doing?"
"Get off, Ron!"