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"
I
did
n't
misunderstand
,
"
said
Harry
flatly
.
"
It
's
got
to
be
me
.
"
He
handed
her
back
the
single
sock
he
was
supposed
to
be
identifying
,
which
was
patterned
with
golden
bulrushes
.
"
And
that
's
not
mine
.
I
do
n't
support
Puddlemere
United
.
"
"
Oh
,
of
course
not
,
"
said
Mrs.
Weasley
with
a
sudden
and
rather
unnerving
return
to
her
casual
tone
.
"
I
should
have
realized
.
Well
,
Harry
,
while
we
've
still
got
you
here
,
you
wo
n't
mind
helping
with
the
preparations
for
Bill
and
Fleur
's
wedding
,
will
you
?
There
's
still
so
much
to
do
.
"
"
No
--
I
--
of
course
not
,
"
said
Harry
,
disconcerted
by
this
sudden
change
of
subject
.
"
Sweet
of
you
,
"
she
replied
,
and
she
smiled
as
she
left
the
scullery
.
From
that
moment
on
,
Mrs.
Weasley
kept
Harry
,
Ron
and
Hermione
so
busy
with
preparations
for
the
wedding
that
they
hardly
had
any
time
to
think
.
The
kindest
explanation
of
this
behavior
would
have
been
that
Mrs.
Weasley
wanted
to
distract
them
all
from
thoughts
of
Mad-Eye
and
the
terrors
of
their
recent
journey
.
After
two
days
of
nonstop
cutlery
cleaning
,
of
color-matching
favors
,
ribbons
,
and
flowers
,
of
de-gnoming
the
garden
and
helping
Mrs.
Weasley
cook
vast
batches
of
canap
¨
¦
s
,
however
,
Harry
started
to
suspect
her
of
a
different
motive
.
All
the
jobs
she
handed
out
seemed
to
keep
him
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
away
from
one
another
;
he
had
not
had
a
chance
to
speak
to
the
two
of
them
alone
since
the
first
night
,
when
he
had
told
them
about
Voldemort
torturing
Ollivander
.
"
I
think
Mum
thinks
that
if
she
can
stop
the
three
of
you
getting
together
and
planning
,
she
'll
be
able
to
delay
you
leaving
,
"
Ginny
told
Harry
in
an
undertone
,
as
they
laid
the
table
for
dinner
on
the
third
night
of
his
stay
.
"
And
then
what
does
she
think
's
going
to
happen
?
"
Harry
muttered
.
"
Someone
else
might
kill
off
Voldemort
while
she
's
holding
us
here
making
vol-au-vents
?
"
