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Hedwig
had
not
approved
of
these
flashy
intruders
;
she
had
been
most
reluctant
to
allow
them
to
drink
from
her
water
tray
before
flying
off
again
.
Harry
,
on
the
other
hand
,
had
liked
them
;
they
put
him
in
mind
of
palm
trees
and
white
sand
,
and
he
hoped
that
,
wherever
Sirius
was
(
Sirius
never
said
,
in
case
the
letters
were
intercepted
)
,
he
was
enjoying
himself
.
Somehow
,
Harry
found
it
hard
to
imaging
dementors
surviving
for
long
in
bright
sunlight
,
perhaps
that
was
why
Sirius
had
gone
South
.
Sirius
's
letters
,
which
were
now
hidden
beneath
the
highly
useful
loose
floorboards
under
Harry
's
bed
,
sounded
cheerful
,
and
in
both
of
them
he
had
reminded
Harry
to
call
on
him
if
ever
Harry
needed
to
.
Well
,
he
needed
to
right
now
,
all
right
...
.
Harry
's
lamp
seemed
to
grow
dimmer
as
the
cold
gray
light
that
precedes
sunrise
slowly
crept
into
the
room
.
Finally
,
when
the
sun
had
risen
,
when
his
bedroom
walls
had
turned
gold
,
and
when
sounds
of
movement
could
be
heard
from
Uncle
Vernon
and
Aunt
Petunia
's
room
,
Harry
cleared
his
desk
of
crumpled
pieces
of
parchment
and
reread
his
finished
letter
.
Dear
Sirius
,
Thanks
for
your
last
letter
.
That
bird
was
enormous
;
it
could
hardly
get
through
my
window
.
Things
are
the
same
as
usual
here
.
Dudley
's
diet
is
n't
going
too
well
.
My
aunt
found
him
smuggling
doughnuts
into
his
room
yesterday
.
They
told
him
they
'd
have
to
cut
his
pocket
money
if
he
keeps
doing
it
,
so
he
got
really
angry
and
chucked
his
PlayStation
out
of
the
window
.
That
's
a
sort
of
computer
thing
you
can
play
games
on
.
Bit
stupid
really
,
now
he
has
n't
even
got
Mega-Mutilation
Part
Three
to
take
his
mind
off
things
.
I
'm
okay
,
mainly
because
the
Dursleys
are
terrified
you
might
turn
up
and
turn
them
all
into
bats
if
I
ask
you
to
.
A
weird
thing
happened
this
morning
,
though
.
My
scar
hurt
again
.
Last
time
that
happened
it
was
because
Voldemort
was
at
Hogwarts
.
But
I
do
n't
reckon
he
can
be
anywhere
near
me
now
,
can
he
?
Do
you
know
if
curse
scars
sometimes
hurt
years
afterward
?
I
'll
send
this
with
Hedwig
when
she
gets
back
;
she
's
off
hunting
at
the
moment
.
Say
hello
to
Buckbeak
for
me
.
Harry
Yes
,
thought
Harry
,
that
looked
all
right
.
There
was
no
point
putting
in
the
dream
;
he
did
n't
want
it
to
look
as
though
he
was
too
worried
.
He
folded
up
the
parchment
and
laid
it
aside
on
his
desk
,
ready
for
when
Hedwig
returned
.
Then
he
got
to
his
feet
,
stretched
,
and
opened
his
wardrobe
once
more
.
Without
glancing
at
his
reflection
he
started
to
get
dressed
before
going
down
to
breakfast
.
By
the
time
Harry
arrived
in
the
kitchen
,
the
three
Dursleys
were
already
seated
around
the
table
.
None
of
them
looked
up
as
he
entered
or
sat
down
.
Uncle
Vernon
's
large
red
face
was
hidden
behind
the
morning
's
Daily
Mail
,
and
Aunt
Petunia
was
cutting
a
grapefruit
into
quarters
,
her
lips
pursed
over
her
horse-like
teeth
.
