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"
I
'll
try
,
"
said
Harry
,
shouldering
his
broom
.
"
See
you
after
the
match
.
"
He
hurried
down
through
the
deserted
corridors
;
the
whole
school
was
outside
,
either
already
seated
in
the
stadium
or
heading
down
toward
it
.
He
was
looking
out
of
the
windows
he
passed
,
trying
to
gauge
how
much
wind
they
were
facing
,
when
a
noise
ahead
made
him
glance
up
and
he
saw
Malfoy
walking
toward
him
,
accompanied
by
two
girls
,
both
of
whom
looked
sulky
and
resentful
.
Malfoy
stopped
short
at
the
sight
of
Harry
,
then
gave
a
short
,
humorless
laugh
and
continued
walking
.
"
Where
're
you
going
?
"
Harry
demanded
.
"
Yeah
,
I
'm
really
going
to
tell
you
,
because
it
's
your
business
,
Potter
,
"
sneered
Malfoy
.
"
You
'd
better
hurry
up
,
they
'll
be
waiting
for
the
Chosen
Captain
--
the
Boy
Who
Scored
--
whatever
they
call
you
these
days
.
"
One
of
the
girls
gave
an
unwilling
giggle
.
Harry
stared
at
her
.
She
blushed
.
Malfoy
pushed
past
Harry
and
she
and
her
friend
followed
at
a
trot
,
turning
the
corner
and
vanishing
from
view
.
Harry
stood
rooted
on
the
spot
and
watched
them
disappear
.
This
was
infuriating
;
he
was
already
cutting
it
fine
to
get
to
the
match
on
time
and
yet
there
was
Malfoy
,
skulking
off
while
the
rest
of
the
school
was
absent
:
Harry
's
best
chance
yet
of
discovering
what
Malfoy
was
up
to
.
The
silent
seconds
trickled
past
,
and
Harry
remained
where
he
was
,
frozen
,
gazing
at
the
place
where
Malfoy
had
vanished
...
"
Where
have
you
been
?
"
demanded
Ginny
,
as
Harry
sprinted
into
the
changing
rooms
.
The
whole
team
was
changed
and
ready
;
Coote
and
Peakes
,
the
Beaters
,
were
both
hitting
their
clubs
nervously
against
their
legs
.
"
I
met
Malfoy
,
"
Harry
told
her
quietly
,
as
he
pulled
his
scarlet
robes
over
his
head
.
