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Harry
remembered
what
Mr.
Weasley
had
told
Mrs.
Wealsey
.
'
The
guards
say
he
's
been
talking
in
his
sleep
...
always
the
same
words
...
'
He
's
at
Hogwarts
.
"
"
It
was
as
if
someone
had
lit
a
fire
In
my
head
,
and
the
Dementors
could
n't
destroy
it
...
It
was
n't
a
happy
feeling
...
it
was
an
obsession
...
but
it
gave
me
strength
,
it
cleared
my
mind
.
So
,
one
night
when
they
opened
my
door
to
bring
food
,
I
slipped
past
them
as
a
dog
...
It
's
so
much
harder
for
them
to
sense
animal
emotions
that
they
were
confused
...
I
was
thin
,
very
thin
...
thin
enough
to
slip
through
the
bars
...
I
swam
as
a
dog
back
to
the
mainland
...
I
journeyed
north
and
slipped
into
the
Hogwarts
grounds
as
a
dog
.
I
've
been
living
in
the
forest
ever
since
,
except
when
I
came
to
watch
the
Quidditch
,
of
course
.
You
fly
as
well
as
your
father
did
,
Harry
...
.
"
He
looked
at
Harry
,
who
did
not
look
away
.
"
Believe
me
,
"
croaked
Black
.
"
Believe
me
,
Harry
.
I
never
betrayed
James
and
Lily
.
I
would
have
died
before
I
betrayed
them
.
"
And
at
long
last
,
Harry
believed
him
.
Throat
too
tight
to
speak
,
he
nodded
.
"
No
!
"
Pettigrew
had
fallen
to
his
knees
as
though
Harry
's
nod
had
been
his
own
death
sentence
.
He
shuffled
forward
on
his
knees
,
groveling
,
his
hands
clasped
in
front
of
him
as
though
praying
.
"
Sirius
--
it
's
me
...
it
's
Peter
...
your
friend
...
you
would
n't
--
"
Black
kicked
out
and
Pettigrew
recoiled
.
