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"
Harry
,
come
here
,
"
she
said
urgently
.
"
Quick
!
"
Harry
moved
toward
her
,
completely
bewildered
.
She
was
holding
the
chain
out
.
He
saw
a
tiny
,
sparkling
hourglass
hanging
from
it
.
"
Here
--
"
She
had
thrown
the
chain
around
his
neck
too
.
"
Ready
?
"
she
said
breathlessly
.
"
What
are
we
doing
?
"
Harry
said
,
completely
lost
.
Hermione
turned
the
hourglass
over
three
times
.
The
dark
ward
dissolved
.
Harry
had
the
sensation
that
he
was
flying
very
fast
,
backward
.
A
blur
of
colors
and
shapes
rushed
past
him
,
his
ears
were
pounding
,
he
tried
to
yell
but
could
n't
hear
his
own
voice
--
And
then
he
felt
solid
ground
beneath
his
feet
,
and
everything
came
into
focus
again
--
He
was
standing
next
to
Hermione
in
the
deserted
entrance
hall
and
a
stream
of
golden
sunlight
was
falling
across
the
paved
floor
from
the
open
front
doors
.
He
looked
wildly
around
at
Hermione
,
the
chain
of
the
hourglass
cutting
into
his
neck
.
