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Harry made his way down to the end-of-year feast alone that night. He had been held up by Madam Pomfrey's fussing about, insisting on giving him one last checkup, so the Great Hall was already full. It was decked out in the Slytherin colors of green and silver to celebrate Slytherin's winning the house cup for the seventh year in a row. A huge banner showing the Slytherin serpent covered the wall behind the High Table.
There was already someone there -- but it wasn't Snape. It wasn't even Voldemort.
They didn't meet anyone else until they reached the staircase up to the third floor. Peeves was bobbing halfway up, loosening the carpet so that people would trip.
"But what can we --"
"Very," said Harry. "Thanks for the fudge and the sweater, Mrs. Weasley."
"Should call Filch, I should, if something's a-creeping around unseen."
"These birds... they can't be here just for decoration," said Hermione.
"I shouldn'ta told yeh that!" he blurted out. "Forget I said it! Hey -- where're yeh goin'?"
And suddenly, their wardrobes were empty, their trunks were packed, Neville's toad was found lurking in a corner of the toilets; notes were handed out to all students, warning them not to use magic over the holidays ("I always hope they'll forget to give us these," said Fred Weasley sadly); Hagrid was there to take them down to the fleet of boats that sailed across the lake; they were boarding the Hogwarts Express; talking and laughing as the countryside became greener and tidier; eating Bettie Bott's Every Flavor Beans as they sped past Muggle towns; pulling off their wizard robes and putting on jackets and coats; pulling into platform nine and three-quarters at King's Cross Station.
Your detention will take place at eleven o'clock tonight. Meet Mr. Filch in the entrance hall.
At that moment, Madam Pomfrey bustled over.
They stepped over the threshold, and immediately a fire sprang up behind them in the doorway. It wasn't ordinary fire either; it was purple. At the same instant, black flames shot up in the doorway leading onward. They were trapped.
"Mars is bright tonight," Ronan repeated, while Hagrid watched him impatiently. "Unusually bright."
At this, Neville let out a little moan, and Malfoy stopped dead in his tracks.
"You two wait here!" Hagrid shouted. "Stay on the path, I'll come back for yeh!"