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Stiff-legged
and
still
yawning
,
his
team
followed
.
They
had
been
in
the
locker
room
so
long
that
the
sun
was
up
completely
now
,
although
remnants
of
mist
hung
over
the
grass
in
the
stadium
.
As
Harry
walked
onto
the
field
,
he
saw
Ron
and
Hermione
sitting
in
the
stands
.
"
Are
n't
you
finished
yet
?
"
called
Ron
incredulously
.
"
Have
n't
even
started
,
"
said
Harry
,
looking
jealously
at
the
toast
and
marmalade
Ron
and
Hermione
had
brought
out
of
the
Great
Hall
.
"
Wood
's
been
teaching
us
new
moves
.
"
He
mounted
his
broomstick
and
kicked
at
the
ground
,
soaring
up
into
the
air
.
The
cool
morning
air
whipped
his
face
,
waking
him
far
more
effectively
than
Wood
's
long
talk
.
It
felt
wonderful
to
be
back
on
the
Quidditch
field
.
He
soared
right
around
the
stadium
at
full
speed
,
racing
Fred
and
George
.
"
What
's
that
funny
clicking
noise
?
"
called
Fred
as
they
hurtled
around
the
corner
.
Harry
looked
into
the
stands
.
Colin
was
sitting
in
one
of
the
highest
seats
,
his
camera
raised
,
taking
picture
after
picture
,
the
sound
strangely
magnified
in
the
deserted
stadium
.
"
Look
this
way
,
Harry
!
This
way
!
"
he
cried
shrilly
.
"
Who
's
that
?
"
said
Fred
.
"
No
idea
,
"
Harry
lied
,
putting
on
a
spurt
of
speed
that
took
him
as
far
away
as
possible
from
Colin
.
