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'
Erm
--
Harry
--
could
I
borrow
Hedwig
so
I
can
tell
Mum
and
Dad
?
They
'll
be
really
pleased
--
I
mean
prefect
is
something
they
can
understand
.
'
'
Yeah
,
no
problem
,
'
said
Harry
,
still
in
the
horrible
hearty
voice
that
did
not
belong
to
him
.
'
Take
her
!
'
He
leaned
over
his
trunk
,
laid
the
robes
on
the
bottom
of
it
and
pretended
to
be
rummaging
for
something
while
Hermione
crossed
to
the
wardrobe
and
called
Hedwig
down
.
A
few
moments
passed
;
Harry
heard
the
door
close
but
remained
bent
double
,
listening
;
the
only
sounds
he
could
hear
were
the
blank
picture
on
the
wall
sniggering
again
and
the
wastepaper
basket
in
the
corner
coughing
up
the
owl
droppings
.
He
straightened
up
and
looked
behind
him
.
Hermione
had
left
and
Hedwig
had
gone
.
Harry
hurried
across
the
room
,
closed
the
door
,
then
returned
slowly
to
his
bed
and
sank
on
to
it
,
gazing
unseeingly
at
the
foot
of
the
wardrobe
.
He
had
forgotten
completely
about
prefects
being
chosen
in
the
fifth
year
.
He
had
been
too
anxious
about
the
possibility
of
being
expelled
to
spare
a
thought
for
the
fact
that
badges
must
be
winging
their
way
towards
certain
people
.
But
if
he
had
remembered
...
if
he
had
thought
about
it
...
what
would
he
have
expected
?
Not
this
,
said
a
small
and
truthful
voice
inside
his
head
.
Harry
screwed
up
his
face
and
buried
it
in
his
hands
.
He
could
not
lie
to
himself
;
if
he
had
known
the
prefect
badge
was
on
its
way
,
he
would
have
expected
it
to
come
to
him
,
not
Ron
.
Did
this
make
him
as
arrogant
as
Draco
Malfoy
?
Did
he
think
himself
superior
to
everyone
else
?
Did
he
really
believe
he
was
better
than
Ron
?
No
,
said
the
small
voice
defiantly
.
Was
that
true
?
Harry
wondered
,
anxiously
probing
his
own
feelings
.
