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"You don't know what you're talking about!" said Ron, starting to get angry. "Grims scare the living daylights out of most wizards!"
"I wasn't too happy myself," said George. "They're horrible things, those dementors...."
"Nearly wet himself," said Fred, with a contemptuous glance at Malfoy.
"He's gorgeous, isn't he?" said Hermione, glowing.
"Yeah, I have," said Harry. "I saw one the night I left the Dursleys'. "
The room went quiet. Harry thought... 'What scared him most in the world?
"I'll get Scabbers's stuff, I'm packed," Harry said to Ron, and he went downstairs.
Fudge's finger slipped on the silver fastenings of his cloak.
"So -- so Black was a supporter of You-Know-Who?" Harry prompted apologetically.
Fudge, a portly little man in a long, pinstriped cloak, looked cold and exhausted.
"How?" said the cold, drawling voice of Draco Malfoy.
"What didja call Neville, Minister?" he said excitedly.
"Harry," he said, in a low, serious voice, "You haven't seen a great black dog anywhere, have you?"
"Go on, then'" roared Hagrid, slapping the hippogriffs hindquarters.
Hermione prodded Ron in the back to make him hurry, and the three of them joined the crowd swarming up the steps, through the giant oak front doors, into the cavernous entrance hall, which was lit with flaming torches, and housed a magnificent marble staircase that led to the upper floors.
Harry woke on the last day of the holidays, thinking that he would at least meet Ron and Hermione tomorrow, on the Hogwarts Express. He got up, dressed, went for a last look at the Firebolt, and was just wondering where he'd have lunch, when someone yelled his name and he turned.,