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Harry
reached
the
castle
,
slipped
in
through
the
front
doors
,
and
began
to
climb
the
marble
stairs
;
he
was
very
out
of
breath
,
but
he
did
n't
dare
slow
down
...
.
He
had
less
than
five
minutes
to
get
up
to
the
fire
...
.
"
Balderdash
!
"
he
gasped
at
the
Fat
Lady
,
who
was
snoozing
in
her
frame
in
front
of
the
portrait
hole
.
"
If
you
say
so
,
"
she
muttered
sleepily
,
without
opening
her
eyes
,
and
the
picture
swung
forward
to
admit
him
.
Harry
climbed
inside
.
The
common
room
was
deserted
,
and
,
judging
by
the
fact
that
it
smelled
quite
normal
,
Hermione
had
not
needed
to
set
off
any
Dungbombs
to
ensure
that
he
and
Sirius
got
privacy
.
Harry
pulled
off
the
Invisibility
Cloak
and
threw
himself
into
an
armchair
in
front
of
the
fire
.
The
room
was
in
semidarkness
;
the
flames
were
the
only
source
of
light
.
Nearby
,
on
a
table
,
the
Support
Cedric
Diggory
!
badges
the
Creeveys
had
been
trying
to
improve
were
glinting
in
the
firelight
.
They
now
read
POTTER
REALLY
STINKS
.
Harry
looked
back
into
the
flames
,
and
jumped
.
Sirius
's
head
was
sitting
in
the
fire
.
If
Harry
had
n't
seen
Mr.
Diggory
do
exactly
this
back
in
the
Weasleys
'
kitchen
,
it
would
have
scared
him
out
of
his
wits
.
Instead
,
his
face
breaking
into
the
first
smile
he
had
worn
for
days
,
he
scrambled
out
of
his
chair
,
crouched
down
by
the
hearth
,
and
said
,
"
Sirius
-
how
're
you
doing
?
"
Sirius
looked
different
from
Harry
's
memory
of
him
.
When
they
had
said
good-bye
,
Sirius
's
face
had
been
gaunt
and
sunken
,
surrounded
by
a
quantity
of
long
,
black
,
matted
hair
-
but
the
hair
was
short
and
clean
now
,
Sirius
's
face
was
fuller
,
and
he
looked
younger
,
much
more
like
the
only
photograph
Harry
had
of
him
,
which
had
been
taken
at
the
Potters
'
wedding
.
"
Never
mind
me
,
how
are
you
?
"
said
Sirius
seriously
.
"
I
'm
-
"
For
a
second
,
Harry
tried
to
say
"
fine
"
-
but
he
could
n't
do
it
.
Before
he
could
stop
himself
,
he
was
talking
more
than
he
'd
talked
in
days
-
about
how
no
one
believed
he
had
n't
entered
the
tournament
of
his
own
free
will
,
how
Rita
Skeeter
had
lied
about
him
in
the
Daily
Prophet
,
how
he
could
n't
walk
down
a
corridor
without
being
sneered
at
-
and
about
Ron
,
Ron
not
believing
him
,
Ron
's
jealousy
...
"
...
and
now
Hagrid
's
just
shown
me
what
's
coming
in
the
first
task
,
and
it
's
dragons
,
Sirius
,
and
I
'm
a
goner
,
"
he
finished
desperately
.
