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The Polyjuice Potion
HarryandRon,theonlyonesleftintheirdormitory,werewokenveryearlybyHermione,whoburstin,fullydressedandcarryingpresentsforthemboth.
"Wakeup,"shesaidloudly,pullingbackthecurtainsatthewindow.
"Hermione-you’renotsupposedtobeinhere-"saidRon,shieldinghiseyesagainstthelight.
"MerryChristmastoyou,too,"saidHermione,throwinghimhispresent."I’vebeenupfornearlyanhour,addingmorelacewingstothepotion.It’sready."
Harrysatup,suddenlywideawake.
"Areyousure?"
"Positive,"saidHermione,shiftingScabberstheratsothatshecouldsitdownontheendofRon’sfour-poster. "Ifwe’regoingtodoit,Isayitshouldbetonight."
Atthatmoment,Hedwigswoopedintotheroom,carryingaverysmallpackageinherbeak.
"Hello,"saidHarryhappilyasshelandedonhisbed."Areyouspeakingtomeagain?"
Shenibbledhisearinanaffectionatesortofway,whichwasafarbetterpresentthantheonethatshehadbroughthim,whichturnedouttobefromtheDursleys. TheyhadsentHarryatoothpickandanotetellinghimtofindoutwhetherhe’dbeabletostayatHogwartsforthesummervacation,too.
TherestofHarry’sChristmaspresentswerefarmoresatisfactory. Hagridhadsenthimalargetinoftreaclefudge,whichHarrydecidedtosoftenbythefirebeforeeating; RonhadgivenhimabookcalledFlyingwiththeCannons,abookofinterestingfactsabouthisfavoriteQuidditchteam, andHermionehadboughthimaluxuriouseagle-featherquill.
