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Harry let out a yell of mirthless laughter.
鈥淗e hated my dad like he hated Sirius! Haven't you noticed, Professor, how the people Snape hates tend

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鈥業've no idea, but thank goodness we got here so early, if you'd missed it, it would have been catastrophic!鈥� Mr. Weasley skidded to a halt beside the lifts and jabbed impatiently at the 鈥榙own鈥�button.
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鈥楾he Atrium,鈥�said the cool female voice and the golden grilles slid open, showing Harry a distant glimpse of the golden statues in the fountain. The plump witch got out and a sallow-skinned wizard with a very mournful face got in.
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He stood up. The class backed away. They all looked unnerved.
鈥淪ee you later,鈥�Harry muttered to Ron, and he picked up his bag and headed for the trapdoor, ignoring Professor Trelawney, who was wearing an expression of great frustration, as though she had just been denied a real treat.
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Fred, George, and Ginny came to sit next to them too, and Harry was having such a good time he felt almost as though he were back at the Burrow; he had forgotten to worry about that evening's task, and not until Hermione turned up, halfway through lunch, did he remember that she had had a brainwave about Rita Skeeter.
鈥淎re you going to tell us -?鈥�
Hermione shook her head warningly and glanced at Mrs. Weasley.
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Harry looked between them, then said, 鈥淢rs. Weasley, you didn't believe that rubbish Rita Skeeter wrote in Witch Weekly, did you? Because Hermione's not my girlfriend.鈥�
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