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'
Five
more
minutes
!
'
The
voice
made
Harry
jump
.
Turning
,
he
saw
the
top
of
Professor
Flitwick
's
head
moving
between
the
desks
a
short
distance
away
.
Professor
Flitwick
was
walking
past
a
boy
with
untidy
black
hair
...
very
untidy
black
hair
...
Harry
moved
so
quickly
that
,
had
he
been
solid
,
he
would
have
knocked
desks
flying
.
Instead
he
seemed
to
slide
,
dreamlike
,
across
two
aisles
and
up
a
third
.
The
back
of
the
black-haired
boy
's
head
drew
nearer
and
...
he
was
straightening
up
now
,
putting
down
his
quill
,
pulling
his
roll
of
parchment
towards
him
so
as
to
reread
what
he
had
written
...
Harry
stopped
in
front
of
the
desk
and
gazed
down
at
his
fifteen-year-old
father
.
Excitement
exploded
in
the
pit
of
his
stomach
:
it
was
as
though
he
was
looking
at
himself
but
with
deliberate
mistakes
.
James
's
eyes
were
hazel
,
his
nose
was
slightly
longer
than
Harry
's
and
there
was
no
scar
on
his
forehead
,
but
they
had
the
same
thin
face
,
same
mouth
,
same
eyebrows
;
James
's
hair
stuck
up
at
the
back
exactly
as
Harry
's
did
,
his
hands
could
have
been
Harry
's
and
Harry
could
tell
that
,
when
James
stood
up
,
they
would
be
within
an
inch
of
each
other
in
height
.
James
yawned
hugely
and
rumpled
up
his
hair
,
making
it
even
messier
than
it
had
been
.
Then
,
with
a
glance
towards
Professor
Flitwick
,
he
turned
in
his
seat
and
grinned
at
a
boy
sitting
four
seats
behind
him
.
With
another
shock
of
excitement
,
Harry
saw
Sirius
give
James
the
thumbs-up
.
Sirius
was
lounging
in
his
chair
at
his
ease
,
tilting
it
back
on
two
legs
.
He
was
very
good-looking
;
his
dark
hair
fell
into
his
eyes
with
a
sort
of
casual
elegance
neither
James
's
nor
Harry
's
could
ever
have
achieved
,
and
a
girl
sitting
behind
him
was
eyeing
him
hopefully
,
though
he
did
n't
seem
to
have
noticed
.
And
two
seats
along
from
this
girl
--
Harry
's
stomach
gave
another
pleasurable
squirm
--
was
Remus
Lupin
.
He
looked
rather
pale
and
peaky
(
was
the
full
moon
approaching
?
)
and
was
absorbed
in
the
exam
:
as
he
reread
his
answers
,
he
scratched
his
chin
with
the
end
of
his
quill
,
frowning
slightly
.
So
that
meant
Wormtail
had
to
be
around
here
somewhere
,
too
...
and
sure
enough
,
Harry
spotted
him
within
seconds
:
a
small
,
mousy-haired
boy
with
a
pointed
nose
.
Wormtail
looked
anxious
;
he
was
chewing
his
fingernails
,
staring
down
at
his
paper
,
scuffing
the
ground
with
his
toes
.
Every
now
and
then
he
glanced
hopefully
at
his
neighbour
's
paper
.
Harry
stared
at
Wormtail
for
a
moment
,
then
back
at
James
,
who
was
now
doodling
on
a
bit
of
scrap
parchment
.
He
had
drawn
a
Snitch
and
was
now
tracing
the
letters
'
L.
E.
'
.
What
did
they
stand
for
?
