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Harry hurried up to the third floor, slipping the Marauder's Map out of his pocket as he went. Crouching behind the one-eyed witch, he smoothed it out. A tiny dot was moving in his direction. Harry squinted at it. The minuscule writing next to it read Neville Longbottom.
"How extraordinarily like your father you are, Potter," Snape said suddenly, his eyes glinting. "He too was exceedingly arrogant. A small amount of talent on the Quidditch field made him think he was a cut above the rest of us too. Strutting around the place with his friends and admirers... The resemblance between you is uncanny."
"I'm still not saying I believe you," he told Lupin.
"-- ate Scabbers!" Ron interjected angrily.
"What? Oh no!" Hermione squeaked. "I forgot to go to Charms!"
Hagrid was already waiting for them.
Something silver-white, something enormous, erupted from the end of his wand. He knew it had shot directly at the dementors but didn't pause to watch; his mind still miraculously clear, he looked ahead -- he was nearly there. He stretched out the hand still grasping his wand and just managed to close his fingers over the small, struggling Snitch.
He separated Harry's, Ron's and Hermione's wands and threw each back to its owner; Harry caught his, stunned.
"They're off, and the big excitement this match is the Firebolt that Harry Potter is flying for Gryffindor. According to Which Broomstick, the Firebolt's going to be the broom of choice for the national teams at this year's World Championship --"
Harry groped for his wand, blinking blood out of his eyes
Harry sank his head into his hands, thinking.
Harry dashed to his bedside table, snatched up his glasses, and put them on, then hurried back to the window. It couldn't be the Grim -- not now -- not right before the match -
"Good day, my dear," she said softly. "If you would kindly gaze into the Orb.... Take your time, now... then tell me what you see within it...."
"We've got to go," said Harry at once. "He can't just sit there on his own, waiting for the executioner!"
"Indeed? And you've been carrying them around ever since? How very touching... and what is this?"