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"
Out
of
the
way
,
out
of
the
way
!
"
sang
Mrs.
Weasley
,
coming
through
the
gate
with
what
appeared
to
be
a
giant
,
beach-ball-sized
Snitch
floating
in
front
of
her
.
Seconds
later
Harry
realized
that
it
was
his
birthday
cake
,
which
Mrs.
Weasley
was
suspending
with
her
wand
,
rather
than
risk
carrying
it
over
the
uneven
ground
.
When
the
cake
had
finally
landed
in
the
middle
of
the
table
,
Harry
said
,
"
That
looks
amazing
,
Mrs.
Weasley
.
"
"
Oh
,
it
's
nothing
,
dear
,
"
she
said
fondly
.
Over
her
shoulder
,
Ron
gave
Harry
the
thumbs-up
and
mouthed
,
Good
one
.
By
seven
o'clock
all
the
guests
had
arrived
,
led
into
the
house
by
Fred
and
George
,
who
had
waited
for
them
at
the
end
of
the
lane
.
Hagrid
had
honored
the
occasion
by
wearing
his
best
,
and
horrible
,
hairy
brown
suit
.
Although
Lupin
smiled
as
he
shook
Harry
's
hand
,
Harry
thought
he
looked
rather
unhappy
.
It
was
all
very
odd
;
Tonks
,
beside
him
,
looked
simply
radiant
.
"
Happy
birthday
,
Harry
,
"
she
said
,
hugging
him
tightly
.
"
Seventeen
,
eh
!
"
said
Hagrid
as
he
accepted
a
bucket-sized
glass
of
wine
from
Fred
.
"
Six
years
ter
the
day
since
we
met
,
Harry
,
d'yeh
remember
it
?
"
"
Vaguely
,
"
said
Harry
,
grinning
up
at
him
.
"
Did
n't
you
smash
down
the
front
door
,
give
Dudley
a
pig
's
tail
,
and
tell
me
I
was
a
wizard
?
"
"
I
forge
'
the
details
,
"
Hagrid
chortled
.
"
All
righ
'
,
Ron
,
Hermione
?
"
"
We
're
fine
,
"
said
Hermione
.
"
How
are
you
?
"
