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The Deathday Party
"IpersuadedPeevestocrashitrightoverFilch’soffice,"saidNickeagerly."Thoughtitmightdistracthim—"
"Wasthatyou?"saidHarrygratefully."Yeah,itworked,Ididn’tevengetdetention.Thanks,Nick!"
Theysetoffupthecorridortogether.NearlyHeadlessNick,Harrynoticed,wasstillholdingSirPatrick’srejectionletter...
"IwishtherewassomethingIcoulddoforyouabouttheHeadlessHunt,"Harrysaid. NearlyHeadlessNickstoppedinhistracksandHarrywalkedrightthroughhim.Hewishedhehadn’t;itwaslikesteppingthroughanicyshower.
"Butthereissomethingyoucoulddoforme,"saidNickexcitedly."Harry-wouldIbeaskingtoomuch-butno,youwouldn’twant—"
"Whatisit?"saidHarry. "Well,thisHalloweenwillbemyfivehundredthdeathday,"saidNearlyHeadlessNick,drawinghimselfupandlookingdignified.
"Oh,"saidHarry,notsurewhetherheshouldlooksorryorhappyaboutthis."Right."
"I’mholdingapartydowninoneoftheroomierdungeons.Friendswillbecomingfromalloverthecountry. Itwouldbesuchanhonorifyouwouldattend. Mr.WeasleyandMissGrangerwouldbemostwelcome,too,ofcourse-butIdaresayyou’drathergototheschoolfeast?" HewatchedHarryontenterhooks.
"No,"saidHarryquickly,"I’llcome—"
"Mydearboy!HarryPotter,atmydeathdayparty!And-"hehesitated,lookingexcited"-doyouthinkyoucouldpossiblymentiontoSirPatrickhowveryfrighteningandimpressiveyoufindme?"
"Of-ofcourse,"saidHarry.
NearlyHeadlessNickbeamedathim.
