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Dobby’s Reward
TheyplayedExplodingSnap,setofftheverylastofFredandGeorge’sFilibusterfireworks,andpracticeddisarmingeachotherbymagic. Harrywasgettingverygoodatit.
TheywerealmostatKing’sCrosswhenHarryrememberedsomething.
"Ginny-whatdidyouseePercydoing,thathedidn’twantyoutotellanyone?"
"Oh,that,"saidGinny,giggling."Well-Percy’sgotagirlfriend." FreddroppedastackofbooksonGeorge’shead.
"What?"
"It’sthatRavenclawprefect,PenelopeClearwater,"saidGinny. "That’swhohewaswritingtoalllastsummer. He’sbeenmeetingherallovertheschoolinsecret. Iwalkedinonthemkissinginanemptyclassroomoneday. Hewassoupsetwhenshewas-youknow-attacked. Youwon’tteasehim,willyou?"sheaddedanxiously.
"Wouldn’tdreamofit,"saidFred,whowaslookinglikehisbirthdayhadcomeearly.
"Definitelynot,"saidGeorge,sniggering.
TheHogwartsExpressslowedandfinallystopped.
HarrypulledouthisquillandabitofparchmentandturnedtoRonandHermione.
"Thisiscalledatelephonenumber,"hetoldRon,scribblingittwice,tearingtheparchmentintwo,andhandingittothem. "Itoldyourdadhowtouseatelephonelastsummer-he’llknow. CallmeattheDursleys’,okay?Ican’tstandanothertwomonthswithonlyDudleytotalkto..."
"Yourauntandunclewillbeproud,though,won’tthey?"saidHermioneastheygotoffthetrainandjoinedthecrowdthrongingtowardtheenchantedbarrier."Whentheyhearwhatyoudidthisyear?"
