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"Harry, where have you been?" Hermione squeaked.
"A Nimbus Two Thousand, sit," said Harry, fighting not to laugh at the look of horror on Malfoy's face. "And it's really thanks to Malfoy here that I've got it," he added.
"Come back, boy!" she shouted, but Neville was rising straight up like a cork shot out of a bottle -- twelve feet -- twenty feet. Harry saw his scared white face look down at the ground falling away, saw him gasp, slip sideways off the broom and --
"Someone was lookin' through the gap in the curtains -- it's a kid -- he's runnin' back up ter the school."
Snape gave Harry a swift, piercing look. Harry looked at the floor. He wished Ron would put his wand down.
"Not a soul knows except me an' Dumbledore," said Hagrid proudly.
"He's late, maybe he's chickened out," Ron whispered.
This only left one parcel. Harry picked it up and felt it. It was very light. He unwrapped it.
Hagrid was about to answer when the color suddenly drained from his face -- he leapt to his feet and ran to the window.
"Er -- have the Bludgers ever killed anyone?" Harry asked, hoping he sounded offhand.
"Did you get it?" Ron asked as Harry joined them. "What's the matter?"
"I'm worth twelve of you, Malfoy," he stammered.
"We've got to get back to Gryffindor tower," said Ron, "quickly as possible."
"It's not my fault," said Wood. "We've just got to make sure we play a clean game, so Snape hasn't got an excuse to pick on us."
Unfortunately, the teachers seemed to be thinking along the same lines as Hermione. They piled so much homework on them that the Easter holidays weren't nearly as much fun as the Christmas ones. It was hard to relax with Hermione next to you reciting the twelve uses of dragon's blood or practicing wand movements. Moaning and yawning, Harry and Ron spent most of their free time in the library with her, trying to get through all their extra work.