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Harry
heard
a
tiny
pop
!
in
the
fire
behind
him
and
knew
Sirius
had
gone
.
He
watched
the
bottom
of
the
spiral
staircase
.
Who
had
decided
to
go
for
a
stroll
at
one
o'clock
in
the
morning
,
and
stopped
Sirius
from
telling
him
how
to
get
past
a
dragon
?
It
was
Ron
.
Dressed
in
his
maroon
paisley
pajamas
,
Ron
stopped
dead
facing
Harry
across
the
room
,
and
looked
around
.
"
Who
were
you
talking
to
?
"
he
said
.
"
What
's
that
got
to
do
with
you
?
"
Harry
snarled
.
"
What
are
you
doing
down
here
at
this
time
of
night
?
"
"
I
just
wondered
where
you
-
"
Ron
broke
off
,
shrugging
.
"
Nothing
.
I
'm
going
back
to
bed
.
"
"
Just
thought
you
'd
come
nosing
around
,
did
you
?
"
Harry
shouted
.
He
knew
that
Ron
had
no
idea
what
he
'd
walked
in
on
,
knew
he
had
n't
done
it
on
purpose
,
but
he
did
n't
care
-
at
this
moment
he
hated
everything
about
Ron
,
right
down
to
the
several
inches
of
bare
ankle
showing
beneath
his
pajama
trousers
.
"
Sorry
about
that
,
"
said
Ron
,
his
face
reddening
with
anger
.
"
Should
've
realized
you
did
n't
want
to
be
disturbed
.
I
'll
let
you
get
on
with
practicing
for
your
next
interview
in
peace
.
"
Harry
seized
one
of
the
POTTER
REALLY
STINKS
badges
off
the
table
and
chucked
it
,
as
hard
as
he
could
,
across
the
room
.
It
hit
Ron
on
the
forehead
and
bounced
off
.
"
There
you
go
,
"
Harry
said
.
"
Something
for
you
to
wear
on
Tuesday
.
You
might
even
have
a
scar
now
,
if
yon
're
lucky
...
