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He
dreamed
that
Neville
and
Professor
Sprout
were
waltzing
around
the
Room
of
Requirement
while
Professor
McGonagall
played
the
bagpipes
.
He
watched
them
happily
for
a
while
,
then
decided
to
go
and
find
the
other
members
of
the
DA
.
But
when
he
left
the
room
he
found
himself
facing
,
not
the
tapestry
of
Barnabas
the
Barmy
,
but
a
torch
burning
in
its
bracket
on
a
stone
wall
.
He
turned
his
head
slowly
to
the
left
.
There
,
at
the
far
end
of
the
windowless
passage
,
was
a
plain
,
black
door
.
He
walked
towards
it
with
a
sense
of
mounting
excitement
.
He
had
the
strangest
feeling
that
this
time
he
was
going
to
get
lucky
at
last
,
and
find
the
way
to
open
it
...
he
was
feet
from
it
,
and
saw
with
a
leap
of
excitement
that
there
was
a
glowing
strip
of
faint
blue
light
down
the
right-hand
side
...
the
door
was
ajar
...
he
stretched
out
his
hand
to
push
it
wide
and
--
Ron
gave
a
loud
,
rasping
,
genuine
snore
and
Harry
awoke
abruptly
with
his
right
hand
stretched
in
front
of
him
in
the
darkness
,
to
open
a
door
that
was
hundreds
of
miles
away
.
He
let
it
fall
with
a
feeling
of
mingled
disappointment
and
guilt
.
He
knew
he
should
not
have
seen
the
door
,
but
at
the
same
time
felt
so
consumed
with
curiosity
about
what
was
behind
it
that
he
could
not
help
feeling
annoyed
with
Ron
...
if
only
he
could
have
saved
his
snore
for
just
another
minute
.
They
entered
the
Great
Hall
for
breakfast
at
exactly
the
same
moment
as
the
post
owls
on
Monday
morning
.
Hermione
was
not
the
only
person
eagerly
awaiting
her
Daily
Prophet
:
nearly
everyone
was
eager
for
more
news
about
the
escaped
Death
Eaters
,
who
,
despite
many
reported
sightings
,
had
still
not
been
caught
.
She
gave
the
delivery
owl
a
Knut
and
unfolded
the
newspaper
eagerly
while
Harry
helped
himself
to
orange
juice
;
as
he
had
only
received
one
note
during
the
entire
year
,
he
was
sure
,
when
the
first
owl
landed
with
a
thud
in
front
of
him
,
that
it
had
made
a
mistake
.
'
Who
're
you
after
?
'
he
asked
it
,
languidly
removing
his
orange
juice
from
underneath
its
beak
and
leaning
forwards
to
see
the
recipient
's
name
and
address
:
Harry
Potter
Great
Hall
Hogwarts
School
Frowning
,
he
made
to
take
the
letter
from
the
owl
,
but
before
he
could
do
so
,
three
,
four
,
five
more
owls
had
fluttered
down
beside
it
and
were
jockeying
for
position
,
treading
in
the
butter
and
knocking
over
the
salt
as
each
one
attempted
to
give
him
their
letter
first
.
