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Malfoy
stared
at
Dumbledore
.
"
But
I
got
this
far
,
did
n't
I
?
"
he
said
slowly
.
"
They
thought
I
'd
die
in
the
attempt
,
but
I
'm
here
...
and
you
're
in
my
power
...
I
'm
the
one
with
the
wand
...
you
're
at
my
mercy
...
"
"
No
,
Draco
,
"
said
Dumbledore
quietly
.
"
It
is
my
mercy
,
and
not
yours
,
that
matters
now
.
"
Malfoy
did
not
speak
.
His
mouth
was
open
,
his
wand
hand
still
trembling
.
Harry
thought
he
saw
it
drop
by
a
fraction
--
But
suddenly
footsteps
were
thundering
up
the
stairs
and
a
second
later
Malfoy
was
buffeted
out
of
the
way
as
four
people
in
black
robes
burst
through
the
door
on
to
the
ramparts
.
Still
paralysed
,
his
eyes
staring
unblinkingly
,
Harry
gazed
in
terror
upon
four
strangers
:
it
seemed
the
Death
Eaters
had
won
the
fight
below
.
A
lumpy-looking
man
with
an
odd
lopsided
leer
gave
a
wheezy
giggle
.
"
Dumbledore
cornered
!
"
he
said
,
and
he
turned
to
a
stocky
little
woman
who
looked
as
though
she
could
be
his
sister
and
who
was
grinning
eagerly
.
"
Dumbledore
wandless
,
Dumbledore
alone
!
Well
done
,
Draco
,
well
done
!
"
"
Good
evening
,
Amycus
,
"
said
Dumbledore
calmly
,
as
though
welcoming
the
man
to
a
tea
party
.
"
And
you
've
brought
Alecto
too
...
charming
...
"
The
woman
gave
an
angry
little
titter
.
"
Think
your
little
jokes
'll
help
you
on
your
death
bed
,
then
?
"
she
jeered
.
