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The Polyjuice Potion
HarryandRonhurrieddownthestonestepsintothedarkness, theirfootstepsechoingparticularlyloudlyasCrabbe’sandGoyle’shugefeethitthefloor,feelingthatthiswasn’tgoingtobeaseasyastheyhadhoped.
Thelabyrinthinepassagesweredeserted. Theywalkeddeeperanddeeperundertheschool,constantlycheckingtheirwatchestoseehowmuchtimetheyhadleft. Afteraquarterofanhour,justwhentheyweregettingdesperate,theyheardasuddenmovementahead.
"Ha!"saidRonexcitedly."There’soneofthemnow!"
Thefigurewasemergingfromasideroom. Astheyhurriednearer,however,theirheartssank. Itwasn’taSlytherin,itwasPercy.
"What’reyoudoingdownhere?"saidRoninsurprise.
Percylookedaffronted.
"That,"hesaidstiffly,"isnoneofyourbusiness.It’sCrabbe,isn’tit?"
"Wh-oh,yeah,"saidRon.
"Well,getofftoyourdormitories,"saidPercysternly. "It’snotsafetogowanderingarounddarkcorridorsthesedays."
"Youare,"Ronpointedout.
"I,"saidPercy,drawinghimselfup,"amaprefect.Nothing’sabouttoattackme."
AvoicesuddenlyechoedbehindHarryandRon. DracoMalfoywasstrollingtowardthem,andforthefirsttimeinhislife,Harrywaspleasedtoseehim.
"Thereyouare,"hedrawled,lookingatthem. "HaveyoutwobeenpiggingoutintheGreatHallallthistime?I’vebeenlookingforyou;Iwanttoshowyousomethingreallyfunny."
MalfoyglancedwitheringlyatPercy.
"Andwhat’reyoudoingdownhere,Weasley?"hesneered.
Percylookedoutraged.
