The Dueling Club

           HarrywokeuponSundaymorningtofindthedormitoryblazingwithwintersunlightandhisarmrebonedbutverystiff. HesatupquicklyandlookedoveratColin’sbed,butithadbeenblockedfromviewbythehighcurtainsHarryhadchangedbehindyesterday. Seeingthathewasawake,MadamPomfreycamebustlingoverwithabreakfasttrayandthenbeganbendingandstretchinghisarmandfingers. 

           "Allinorder,"shesaidasheclumsilyfedhimselfporridgeleft-handed."Whenyou’vefinishedeating,youmayleave." 

           HarrydressedasquicklyashecouldandhurriedofftoGryffindorTower,desperatetotellRonandHermioneaboutColinandDobby,buttheyweren’tthere. Harrylefttolookforthem,wonderingwheretheycouldhavegottoandfeelingslightlyhurtthattheyweren’tinterestedinwhetherhehadhisbonesbackornot. 

           AsHarrypassedthelibrary,PercyWeasleystrolledoutofit,lookinginfarbetterspiritsthanlasttimethey’dmet. 

           "Oh,hello,Harry,"hesaid."Excellentflyingyesterday,reallyexcellent.GryffindorhasjusttakentheleadfortheHouseCup-youearnedfiftypoints!" 

           "Youhaven’tseenRonorHermione,haveyou?"saidHarry. 

           "No,Ihaven’t,"saidPercy,hissmilefading."IhopeRon’snotinanothergirls’toilet..." 

           Harryforcedalaugh,watchedPercywalkoutofsight,andthenheadedstraightforMoaningMyrtle’sbathroom.