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"
There
's
someone
there
.
Someone
watching
us
.
I
can
tell
.
There
,
over
by
the
bushes
.
"
They
stood
quite
still
,
holding
on
to
each
other
,
gazing
at
the
dense
black
boundary
of
the
graveyard
.
Harry
could
not
see
anything
.
"
Are
you
sure
?
"
"
I
saw
something
move
,
I
could
have
sworn
I
did
...
"
She
broke
from
him
to
free
her
wand
arm
.
"
We
look
like
Muggles
,
"
Harry
pointed
out
.
"
Muggles
who
've
just
been
laying
flowers
on
your
parents
'
grave
!
Harry
,
I
'm
sure
there
's
someone
over
there
!
"
Harry
thought
of
A
History
of
Magic
;
the
graveyard
was
supposed
to
be
haunted
:
what
if
--
?
But
then
he
heard
a
rustle
and
saw
a
little
eddy
of
dislodged
snow
in
the
bush
to
which
Hermione
had
pointed
.
Ghosts
could
not
move
snow
.
"
It
's
a
cat
,
"
said
Harry
,
after
a
second
or
two
,
"
or
a
bird
.
If
it
was
a
Death
Eater
we
'd
be
dead
by
now
.
But
let
's
get
out
of
here
,
and
we
can
put
the
Cloak
back
on
.
"
They
glanced
back
repeatedly
as
they
made
their
way
out
of
the
graveyard
.
Harry
,
who
did
not
feel
as
sanguine
as
he
had
pretended
when
reassuring
Hermione
,
was
glad
to
reach
the
gate
and
the
slippery
pavement
.
They
pulled
the
Invisibility
Cloak
back
over
themselves
.
The
pub
was
fuller
than
before
:
Many
voices
inside
it
were
now
singing
the
carol
that
they
had
heard
as
they
approached
the
church
.
