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Harry
neither
knew
nor
cared
what
the
message
meant
.
Only
one
thing
mattered
:
this
was
not
a
Horcrux
.
Dumbledore
had
weakened
himself
by
drinking
that
terrible
potion
for
nothing
.
Harry
crumpled
the
parchment
in
his
hand
,
and
his
eyes
burned
with
tears
as
behind
him
Fang
began
to
howl
.
"
C'mere
,
Harry
...
"
"
No
.
"
"
Yeh
can
'
stay
here
,
Harry
...
come
on
,
now
...
"
"
No
.
"
He
did
not
want
to
leave
Dumbledore
's
side
,
he
did
not
want
to
move
anywhere
.
Hagrid
's
hand
on
his
shoulder
was
trembling
.
Then
another
voice
said
,
"
Harry
,
come
on
.
"
A
much
smaller
and
warmer
hand
had
enclosed
his
and
was
pulling
him
upward
.
He
obeyed
its
pressure
without
really
thinking
about
it
.
Only
as
he
walked
blindly
back
through
the
crowd
did
he
realize
,
from
a
trace
of
flowery
scent
on
the
air
,
that
it
was
Ginny
who
was
leading
him
back
into
the
castle
.
Incomprehensible
voices
battered
him
,
sobs
and
shouts
and
wails
stabbed
the
night
,
but
Harry
and
Ginny
walked
on
,
back
up
the
steps
into
the
entrance
hall
.
Faces
swam
on
the
edges
of
Harry
's
vision
,
people
were
peering
at
him
,
whispering
,
wondering
,
and
Gryffindor
rubies
glistened
on
the
floor
like
drops
of
blood
as
they
made
their
way
toward
the
marble
staircase
.
"
We
're
going
to
the
hospital
wing
,
"
said
Ginny
.
"
I
'm
not
hurt
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
It
's
McGonagall
's
orders
,
"
said
Ginny
.
"
Everyone
's
up
there
,
Ron
and
Hermione
and
Lupin
and
everyone
--
"
