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"You are the Potter boy," he said. "You had better get back to Hagrid. The forest is not safe at this time -- especially for you. Can you ride? It will be quicker this way.
But even Quidditch had lost its fun. The rest of the team wouldn't speak to Harry during practice, and if they had to speak about him, they called him "the Seeker."
"I want Fang," said Malfoy quickly, looking at Fang's long teeth.
"You're too nosy to live, Potter. Scurrying around the school on Halloween like that, for all I knew you'd seen me coming to look at what was guarding the Stone."
"But why couldn't Quirrell touch me?"
"I see the Stone... I'm presenting it to my master... but where is it?"
"Give me a minute."
"Where're you going?" said Ron sleepily.
She eyed him with a mixture of shock and suspicion.
"No, we're in a hurry. Hagrid, I've got to ask you something. You know that night you won Norbert? What did the stranger you were playing cards with look like?"
Hermione's lip trembled, and she suddenly dashed at Harry and threw her arms around him.
Harry tried to take a step backward but his legs wouldn't move.
"Yes..." said Ron softly, "It's the only way... I've got to be taken."
"No, no, no. I tried to kill you. Your friend Miss Granger accidentally knocked me over as she rushed to set fire to Snape at that Quidditch match. She broke my eye contact with you. Another few seconds and I'd have got you off that broom. I'd have managed it before then if Snape hadn't been muttering a countercurse, trying to save you."
They watched the birds soaring overhead, glittering -- glittering?