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'
Oh
,
yeah
...
'
Harry
and
Ginny
became
separated
as
they
moved
off
along
the
platform
and
out
through
the
station
.
Jostled
by
the
crowd
,
Harry
squinted
through
the
darkness
for
a
glimpse
of
Hagrid
;
he
had
to
be
here
,
Harry
had
been
relying
on
it
--
seeing
Hagrid
again
was
one
of
the
things
he
'd
been
looking
forward
to
most
.
But
there
was
no
sign
of
him
.
He
ca
n't
have
left
,
Harry
told
himself
as
he
shuffled
slowly
through
a
narrow
doorway
on
to
the
road
outside
with
the
rest
of
the
crowd
.
He
's
just
got
a
cold
or
something
...
.
He
looked
around
for
Ron
or
Hermione
,
wanting
to
know
what
they
thought
about
the
reappearance
of
Professor
Grubbly-Plank
,
but
neither
of
them
was
anywhere
near
him
,
so
he
allowed
himself
to
be
shunted
forward
onto
the
dark
rain-washed
road
outside
Hogsmeade
Station
.
Here
stood
the
hundred
or
so
horseless
stagecoaches
that
always
took
the
students
above
first
year
up
to
the
castle
.
Harry
glanced
quickly
at
them
,
turned
away
to
keep
a
lookout
for
Ron
and
Hermione
,
then
did
a
double-take
.
The
coaches
were
no
longer
horseless
.
There
were
creatures
standing
between
the
carriage
shafts
.
If
he
had
had
to
give
them
a
name
,
he
supposed
he
would
have
called
them
horses
,
though
there
was
something
reptilian
about
them
,
too
.
They
were
completely
fleshless
,
their
black
coats
clinging
to
their
skeletons
,
of
which
every
bone
was
visible
.
Their
heads
were
dragonish
,
and
their
pupil-less
eyes
white
and
staring
.
Wings
sprouted
from
each
wither
--
vast
,
black
leathery
wings
that
looked
as
though
they
ought
to
belong
to
giant
bats
.
Standing
still
and
quiet
in
the
gathering
gloom
,
the
creatures
looked
eerie
and
sinister
.
Harry
could
not
understand
why
the
coaches
were
being
pulled
by
these
horrible
horses
when
they
were
quite
capable
of
moving
along
by
themselves
.
'
Where
's
Pig
?
'
said
Ron
's
voice
,
right
behind
Harry
.
'
That
Luna
girl
was
carrying
him
,
'
said
Harry
,
turning
quickly
,
eager
to
consult
Ron
about
Hagrid
.
'
Where
d'you
reckon
--
'
'
--
Hagrid
is
?
I
dunno
,
'
said
Ron
,
sounding
worried
.
'
He
'd
better
be
okay
...
.
'
A
short
distance
away
,
Draco
Malfoy
,
followed
by
a
small
gang
of
cronies
including
Crabbe
,
Goyle
and
Pansy
Parkinson
,
was
pushing
some
timid-looking
second-years
out
of
the
way
so
that
he
and
his
friends
could
get
a
coach
to
themselves
.
Seconds
later
,
Hermione
emerged
panting
from
the
crowd
.
