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The
prisoners
were
dragged
to
their
feet
.
Harry
could
hear
Hermione
's
breathing
,
fast
and
terrified
.
"
Grab
hold
and
make
it
tight
.
I
'll
do
Potter
!
"
said
Greyback
,
seizing
a
fistful
of
Harry
's
hair
;
Harry
could
feel
his
long
yellow
nails
scratching
his
scalp
.
"
On
three
!
One
--
two
--
three
--
"
They
Disapparated
,
pulling
the
prisoners
with
them
.
Harry
struggled
,
trying
to
throw
off
Greyback
's
hand
,
but
it
was
hopeless
:
Ron
and
Hermione
were
squeezed
tightly
against
him
on
either
side
;
he
could
not
separate
from
the
group
,
and
as
the
breath
was
squeezed
out
of
him
his
scar
seared
more
painfully
still
--
--
as
he
forced
himself
through
the
slit
of
a
window
like
a
snake
and
landed
,
lightly
as
vapor
inside
the
cell-like
room
--
The
prisoners
lurched
into
one
another
as
they
landed
in
a
country
lane
.
Harry
's
eyes
,
still
puffy
,
took
a
moment
to
acclimatize
,
then
he
saw
a
pair
of
wrought-iron
gates
at
the
foot
of
what
looked
like
a
long
drive
.
He
experienced
the
tiniest
trickle
of
relief
.
The
worst
had
not
happened
yet
:
Voldemort
was
not
here
.
He
was
,
Harry
knew
,
for
he
was
fighting
to
resist
the
vision
,
in
some
strange
,
fortresslike
place
,
at
the
top
of
a
tower
.
How
long
it
would
take
Voldemort
to
get
to
this
place
,
once
he
knew
that
Harry
was
here
,
was
another
matter
...
One
of
the
Snatchers
strode
to
the
gates
and
shook
them
.
"
How
do
we
get
in
?
They
're
locked
,
Greyback
,
I
ca
n't
--
blimey
!
"
He
whipped
his
hands
away
in
fright
.
The
iron
was
contorting
,
twisting
itself
out
of
the
abstract
furls
and
coils
into
a
frightening
face
,
which
spoke
in
a
clanging
,
echoing
voice
.
"
State
your
purpose
!
"
"
We
've
got
Potter
!
"
Greyback
roared
triumphantly
.
"
We
've
captured
Harry
Potter
!
"
