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Harry
felt
sick
and
humiliated
every
time
he
thought
of
them
.
Everyone
said
the
Dementors
were
horrible
,
but
no
one
else
collapsed
every
time
they
went
near
one
.
No
one
else
heard
echoes
in
their
head
of
their
dying
parents
.
Because
Harry
knew
who
that
screaming
voice
belonged
to
now
.
He
had
heard
her
words
,
heard
them
over
and
over
again
during
the
night
hours
in
the
hospital
wing
while
he
lay
awake
,
staring
at
the
strips
of
moonlight
on
the
ceiling
.
When
the
Dementors
approached
him
,
he
heard
the
last
moments
of
his
mother
's
life
,
her
attempts
to
protect
him
,
Harry
,
from
Lord
Voldemort
,
and
Voldemort
's
laughter
before
he
murdered
her
...
Harry
dozed
fitfully
,
sinking
into
dreams
full
of
clammy
,
rotted
hands
and
petrified
pleading
,
jerking
awake
to
dwell
again
on
his
mother
's
voice
.
It
was
a
relief
to
return
to
the
noise
and
bustle
of
the
main
school
on
Monday
,
where
he
was
forced
to
think
about
other
things
,
even
if
he
had
to
endure
Draco
Malfoy
's
taunting
.
Malfoy
was
almost
beside
himself
with
glee
at
Gryffindor
's
defeat
.
He
had
finally
taken
off
his
bandages
,
and
celebrated
having
the
full
use
of
both
arms
again
by
doing
spirited
imitations
of
Harry
falling
off
his
broom
.
Malfoy
spent
much
of
their
next
Potions
class
doing
Dementor
imitations
across
the
dungeon
;
Ron
finally
cracked
and
flung
a
large
,
slippery
crocodile
heart
at
Malfoy
,
which
hit
him
in
the
face
and
caused
Snape
to
take
fifty
points
from
Gryffindor
.
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"
If
Snape
's
teaching
Defense
Against
the
Dark
Arts
again
,
I
'm
skiving
off
,
"
said
Ron
as
they
headed
toward
Lupin
's
classroom
after
lunch
.
"
Check
who
's
in
there
,
Hermione
.
"
Hermione
peered
around
the
classroom
door
.
"
It
's
okay
!
"
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Professor
Lupin
was
back
at
work
.
It
certainly
looked
as
though
he
had
been
ill
.
His
old
robes
were
hanging
more
loosely
on
him
and
there
were
dark
shadows
beneath
his
eyes
;
nevertheless
,
he
smiled
at
the
class
as
they
took
their
seats
,
and
they
burst
at
once
into
an
explosion
of
complaints
about
Snape
's
behavior
while
Lupin
had
been
ill
.
"
It
's
not
fair
,
he
was
only
filling
in
,
why
should
he
give
us
homework
?
"
"
We
do
n't
know
anything
about
werewolves
--
"