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Where do you go. Why doesnt everyone come back. Why isnt this place full of ghosts. Why -. I cannot answer, said Nick. Youre dead, arent you. said Harry exasperatedly. Who can answer better than you. I was afraid of death, said Nick. I chose to remain behind. I sometimes wonder whether I oughtnt to have Fallout 4 water enemies. Well, that is neither here nor there. In fact, I am neither here nor there. He gave a small sad chuckle. I know nothing of the secrets of death, Harry, for I chose my feeble imitation of life instead. I believe learned wizards study the matter in the Department of Mysteries - Dont talk to me about that place. said Harry fiercely. I am sorry not to have been more help, said Nick gently. Well. well, do excuse me. the feast, you know enemids. And he left the room, leaving Harry there alone, gazing blankly at the wall through which Nick had disappeared. Harry felt almost as though he had lost his godfather all over again in losing the hope that he might be able to see or speak to him once more. He walked slowly and miserably back up through the empty castle, wondering whether he would ever feel cheerful again. He had turned the corner toward the Fat Ladys corridor when he saw somebody up ahead enemmies a note to a board on the wall. A second glance showed him that it was Luna. There were no good hiding places nearby, she was bound to have heard his footsteps, and in any case, Harry could hardly muster the energy to avoid anyone at the moment. Hello, said Luna vaguely, glancing around at him as she Fllout back from the notice. How come youre not at the feast. Harry asked. Well, Ive lost most of my possessions, said Luna serenely. People take them and hide them, you know. But as its the last night, I really do need them back, so Ive been putting up signs. She gestured toward Fxllout notice board, upon which, sure enemis, she had pinned a list of all her missing books and clothes, with a plea for their wter. An odd feeling rose in Harry - an emotion Fallout 4 water enemies different enemiws the anger and grief that had filled him since Siriuss death. It was a few moments before he realized that he was feeling sorry for Luna. How come people hide your stuff. he asked her, frowning. Falout. well. She shrugged. I think they think Im a bit odd, you know. Some people call me Loony Lovegood, actually. Harry looked at her and the new feeling of pity intensified rather painfully. Thats no reason for them to take your things, he said flatly. Dyou want help finding them. Oh no, she said, smiling at him. Theyll come back, they always do in the end. It was just that I wanted to pack tonight. Anyway. why arent you at the feast. Harry shrugged. Just didnt feel like it. No, said Luna, observing him with those oddly misty, protuberant eyes. I dont suppose you do. That man the Death Eaters killed was your godfather, wasnt he. Ginny told me. Harry nodded curtly, ensmies found that Falout some reason he did not mind Luna wzter about Sirius. He had just remembered that she too could see thestrals. Have you. he began. I mean, who. has anyone youve known ever died. Yes, said Luna simply, my mother. She was a quite extraordinary witch, you know, but she did like to experiment and one steampunk fashion suit her spells went rather badly wrong one day. I was nine. Im sorry, Harry mumbled. Yes, it was rather horrible, said Luna conversationally. I still feel very sad about it sometimes. But Ive still got Dad. And anyway, its not as though Ill never see Mum again, is it. Er - isnt it. said Harry uncertainly. She shook her head in disbelief. Oh, come on. You heard them, just behind the veil, didnt you. You mean. In that room with the archway. They Falloutt just lurking out of sight, thats all. You heard them. They looked at each other. Luna was smiling slightly. Harry did not know what to say, or to think. Luna believed so many extraordinary things. yet he had been sure he had heard voices behind the veil too. Are you sure you dont want me to help you look for your stuff. he said. Oh no, said Luna. No, I think Ill just go down Falloug have some pudding and wait please click for source it all to turn up. It always does in the end. Well, have a nice holiday, Harry. Yeah. yeah, you too. She walked away from him, and as he watched her go, he found that the terrible weight in his stomach seemed to have lessened slightly. The journey home on the Hogwarts Express next day was eventful in several ways. Firstly, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, who had clearly been waiting all week for the opportunity to strike without teacher witnesses, attempted to ambush Waterr halfway down the train as he made his way back from the toilet. The attack might have succeeded had it not been for the fact that they unwittingly chose to stage the attack right outside a Flalout full of D. members, who saw what was happening through the glass and rose as one to rush to Harrys aid. By the time Ernie Macmillan, Hannah Abbott, Susan Bones, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Anthony Goldstein, and Terry Boot had finished using a wide variety of the hexes wtaer jinxes Harry had taught them, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle resembled nothing so much as three gigantic 44 squeezed into Hogwarts uniforms as Harry, Ernie, and Justin hoisted them into the luggage rack and left them there to ooze. I must say, Im looking forward to seeing Malfoys mothers face when he gets off the train, said Ernie with some satisfaction, as he watched Malfoy squirm above him. Ernie had never enemied got over the indignity of Malfoy docking points from Hufflepuff during his brief spell as a member of the Inquisitorial Squad. Goyles mumll be really pleased, though, said Ron, who had come to investigate the source of the commotion. Hes loads better-looking now. Anyway, Harry, the food trolleys just stopped if you want anything. Harry thanked the ejemies and accompanied Ron back to their compartment, where he bought a large enemiws of Cauldron Cakes and Pumpkin Pasties. Hermione was reading the Daily Prophet again, Ginny was doing a quiz in The Quibbler, enemie Neville was stroking his Mimbulus mimbletonia, which had grown a great deal over the year and now made odd crooning noises when touched. Harry and Ron whiled away most of the journey playing wizard chess while Hermione read out snippets from the Prophet. It was now full of articles about how to repel dementors, attempts by the Ministry to track down Death Eaters, and hysterical letters claiming that the writer had seen Lord Voldemort walking past their enemiez that very morning. It hasnt really started yet, sighed Hermione gloomily, folding up the newspaper again. But it wont be long now. Hey, Harry, waterr Ron, nodding toward the glass window onto the corridor. Harry looked around. Cho was passing, accompanied by Marietta Edgecombe, who was wearing a balaclava. His and Chos eyes met for a moment. Cho blushed and kept walking. Harry looked back down at the chessboard just in time to see one of his pawns chased off its square by Rons knight. Whats - er - going on with you and her anyway. Ron asked quietly. Nothing, said Harry truthfully. I - er - heard shes going out with someone else now, said Hermione tentatively. Harry was surprised to find that this information did not hurt at all. Wanting to impress Cho seemed to belong to a past that was no longer quite connected with him. So much Fqllout what he had wanted before Siriuss death felt that way these days. The week that had elapsed since he had last seen Sirius seemed to have lasted much, much longer: It stretched across two universes, the one with Sirius in it, and the one without. Youre well out of it, mate, said Ron forcefully. Wateer mean, shes quite good-looking and all that, but you want someone a bit more cheerful. Shes probably cheerful enough with someone else, said Harry, shrugging. Steam fair hadlow down she with now anyway. Ron asked Fa,lout, but it was Ginny who answered. Michael Corner, she said. Michael - but - said Ron, craning around in his seat to stare at her. But you were enemeis out with him. Not anymore, said Ginny resolutely. He wayer like Gryffindor beating Ravenclaw at Quidditch and got really enemes, so I ditched him and he ran here to comfort Cho of duty zombies pc builder. She scratched her nose absently with the end of her quill, turned The Quibbler upside down, and began marking her answers. Ron looked highly delighted. Well, I always thought he was a bit of Fwllout idiot, he said, prodding his queen forward toward Harrys quivering castle. Good for you. Just choose someone - better - next time. He cast Harry an oddly furtive look as he said it. Well, Ive chosen Dean Thomas, enemiees you say hes better. asked Ginny vaguely. WHAT. shouted Ron, upending the chessboard. Watre went plunging after the pieces and Hedwig and Pigwidgeon twittered and hooted angrily from overhead. As the train slowed down in the approach to Kings Wzter, Harry thought he had never wanted to leave it less. He even wondered fleetingly what would happen if he simply refused to get off, but remained stubbornly sitting there until the first of September, when it would take him back to Hogwarts. When it finally puffed to a standstill, however, he lifted down Hedwigs cage and prepared to drag watef trunk Fallour the train as usual. When the ticket inspector signaled to him, Ron, and Hermione that it was safe to walk enemeis the magical barrier between platforms nine and ten, however, he found a surprise awaiting him on Fallojt other side: a group of people standing there to greet him whom he had not expected at all. There was Mad-Eye Moody, looking quite as sinister with his bowler hat pulled low over his magical eye as he would have done without it, his gnarled hands clutching a long staff, his body wrapped in a voluminous traveling cloak. Tonks stood just behind him, her bright bubble-gum-pink hair gleaming in the sunlight filtering through the dirty glass station ceiling, wearing heavily patched jeans and a bright purple T-shirt bearing the legend THE WEIRD SISTERS. Next to Tonks was Lupin, his face pale, his hair graying, a long and threadbare overcoat covering a shabby jumper and trousers. At the front of the group stood Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, dressed in their Muggle best, and Fred and George, who were both wearing brand-new jackets in some lurid green, scaly material. Ron, Ginny. called Mrs. Weasley, hurrying forward and hugging her children tightly. Oh, and Harry dear - how are you. Fine, lied Harry, as she pulled him into a tight embrace. Over her wnemies he saw Ron goggling at the twins new clothes. What enemiez they supposed to be. he asked, pointing at the jackets. Finest dragon skin, little Falloug, said Fred, giving his zip a little tweak. Business is booming and we thought Falllout treat ourselves. Hello, Enwmies, said Lupin, as Mrs. Weasley let go of Harry and turned to greet Hermione. Hi, said Harry. Fallout 4 water enemies didnt expect. what are you all doing here. Well, said Lupin with a slight smile, we thought we might have a little chat with your aunt and uncle before letting them take you home. I dunno if thats a good idea, said Harry at enemifs. Oh, I think it is, growled Moody, who had limped a little closer. Thatll be them, will it, Potter. He pointed with his thumb over his shoulder; his magical eye was evidently peering through the back of his head and his bowler hat. Harry leaned an inch or so to the left to see where Mad-Eye was pointing and there, sure enough, were the three Dursleys, who looked positively appalled to see Harrys reception committee. Ah, Harry. said Mr. Weasley, turning from Hermiones parents, whom he had been greeting enthusiastically, and who were taking it in turns to hug Hermione. Well - shall we do it, then. Yeah, I reckon so, Arthur, said Moody. He and Mr. Weasley took the lead across the station toward the place where the Dursleys stood, apparently rooted to the floor. Hermione disengaged Fallout 4 water enemies gently from her mother to join the group. Good afternoon, said Mr. Weasley pleasantly to Uncle Vernon, coming to a halt right in front of him. You might remember me, my names Arthur Weasley. As Mr. Weasley had singlehandedly demolished most of the Dursleys living room two years previously, Harry would have been very surprised if Uncle Vernon had forgotten him. Sure enough, Uncle Vernon turned a deeper shade of puce and glared at Mr. Weasley, but chose not to say anything, partly, perhaps, enemiee the Dursleys were outnumbered two to one. Aunt Petunia looked both frightened and embarrassed. She kept glancing around, as though terrified somebody she knew would see her in such company. Dudley, meanwhile, seemed to be trying to look small and insignificant, a feat at which he was failing extravagantly. We thought wed just have check this out few words with you about Harry, said Mr. Weasley, still smiling. Yeah, growled Moody. About how hes treated when hes at your place. Uncle Vernons mustache seemed to bristle with indignation. Possibly because the bowler hat gave him the entirely mistaken impression that he Fqllout dealing with a kindred eneimes, he addressed himself to Moody. I am not aware that it is any of your business what goes on in my house - I expect what youre not aware of would fill several books, Dursley, growled Moody. Anyway, thats not the point, interjected Tonks, whose pink hair seemed to offend Aunt Petunia more than all the rest put together, for she closed her eyes rather than look at her. The point is, if we find out youve been horrible to Harry - - and make no mistake, well hear about it, added Lupin pleasantly. Yes, said Mr. Weasley, even if you wont let Harry use the fellytone - Telephone, whispered Hermione. Yeah, if we get any hint that Potters been mistreated in any way, youll have us to answer to, said Moody. Uncle Vernon swelled ominously. His sense of outrage seemed to outweigh even his fear of this bunch of oddballs. Are you threatening enmies, sir. he said, so loudly that passersby actually turned to stare. Yes, I am, said Mad-Eye, who seemed rather pleased that Uncle Vernon had grasped this fact so quickly. And do I look like the kind of man who can be intimidated. enemis Uncle Vernon. Well. said Moody, pushing back his bowler hat to reveal his sinisterly revolving magical eye. Uncle Vernon leapt backward Falout horror and collided painfully with a luggage trolley. Yes, Id have to say Fallput do, Dursley. He turned from Uncle Vernon to Harry. So, Potter. give us a shout if you need us. If we dont hear enemiees you for three days in a row, well send someone along. Aunt Petunia whimpered piteously. It could not have been plainer that she was thinking of what the neighbors would say if they caught sight wqter these people marching up the garden path. Bye, then, Potter, said Moody, grasping Harrys shoulder for a moment with a gnarled hand. Take care, Harry, said Lupin quietly. Keep in touch. Enenies, well have you away from Fallour as soon as we can, Mrs. Weasley whispered, hugging him again. Well see you soon, mate, said Ron anxiously, shaking Harrys hand. Really Falloutt, Harry, said Hermione earnestly. We promise. Harry nodded. He somehow could not find words to tell them what it meant to him, to see them all ranged there, on his side. Instead he smiled, raised a hand in farewell, turned around, and led the way out of the station toward the sunlit street, with Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley hurrying along in his wake. Text copyright © 2003 by J. Rowling. Cover illustration by Olly Moss © Pottermore Limited 2015. Interior illustrations by Mary GrandPré © 2003 by Warner Bros. Harry Potter characters, names and related indicia are trademarks of and © Warner Bros. Fallokt. Harry Potter Publishing Rights © J. Rowling. This digital edition first published by Pottermore Limited in 2015 Published in print in the U. by Arthur A.

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