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"
And
what
did
you
say
?
"
Ron
repeated
,
pounding
his
pestle
down
so
hard
that
it
dented
the
desk
.
"
Well
,
I
was
too
busy
seeing
whether
you
and
Harry
were
okay
to
-
"
"
Fascinating
though
your
social
life
undoubtedly
is
.
Miss
Granger
,
"
said
an
icy
voice
right
behind
them
,
and
all
three
of
them
jumped
,
"
I
must
ask
you
not
to
discuss
it
in
my
class
.
Ten
points
from
Gryffindor
.
"
Snape
had
glided
over
to
their
desk
while
they
were
talking
.
The
whole
class
was
now
looking
around
at
them
;
Malfoy
took
the
opportunity
to
flash
POTTER
STINKS
across
the
dungeon
at
Harry
.
"
Ah
...
reading
magazines
under
the
table
as
well
?
"
Snape
added
,
snatching
up
the
copy
of
Witch
Weekly
.
"
A
further
ten
points
from
Gryffindor
...
oh
but
of
course
...
"
Snape
's
black
eyes
glittered
as
they
fell
on
Rita
Skeeter
's
article
.
"
Potter
has
to
keep
up
with
his
press
cuttings
...
.
"
The
dungeon
rang
with
the
Slytherins
'
laughter
,
and
an
unpleasant
smile
curled
Snape
's
thin
mouth
.
To
Harry
's
fury
,
he
began
to
read
the
article
aloud
.
"
'
Harry
Potter
's
Secret
Heartache
...
dear
,
dear
.
Potter
,
what
's
ailing
you
now
?
'
A
boy
like
no
other
,
perhaps
...
'
"
Harry
could
feel
his
face
burning
.
Snape
was
pausing
at
the
end
of
every
sentence
to
allow
the
Slytherins
a
hearty
laugh
.
The
article
sounded
ten
times
worse
when
read
by
Snape
.
Even
Hermione
was
blushing
scarlet
now
.
"
'
...
Harry
Potter
's
well-wishers
must
hope
that
,
next
time
,
he
bestows
his
heart
upon
a
worthier
candidate
.
'
How
very
touching
,
"
sneered
Snape
,
rolling
up
the
magazine
to
continued
gales
of
laughter
from
the
Slytherins
.
"
Well
,
I
think
I
had
better
separate
the
three
of
you
,
so
you
can
keep
your
minds
on
your
potions
rather
than
on
your
tangled
love
lives
.
Weasley
,
you
stay
here
.
Miss
Granger
,
over
there
,
beside
Miss
Parkinson
.
Potter
-
that
table
in
front
of
my
desk
.
Move
.
Now
.
"
