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"Er -" said Harry.
"Hope it's Angelina," said Fred as Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down.
Something large, much larger than a broomstick - or, indeed, a hundred broomsticks - was hurtling across the deep blue sky toward the castle, growing larger all the time.
"I have NOT got tears in my eyes!" said Harry loudly.
Harry would have given anything he owned to have stopped Colin saying those last few words. He chanced half a glance at Ron, but Ron was staring determinedly at the ceiling.
"He's going up to the castle with her!" said Hermione indignantly. "I thought he was waiting for us!"
Several hands rose tentatively into the air, including Ron's and Hermione's. Moody pointed at Ron, though his magical eye was still fixed on Lavender.
"Excuse me, I don't like people just because they're handsome!" said Hermione indignantly.
"Have you seen Ron?" Harry interrupted.
An ugly scar, souvenier of a tragic past, disfigures the otherwise charming face of Harry Potter, whose eyes -- "Ignore the quill, Harry," said Rita Skeeter firmly. Reluctantly Harry looked up at her instead. "Now -- why did you decide to enter the tournament, Harry?"
Harry saw Viktor Krum rise from the Slytherin table and slouch up toward Dumbledore; he turned right, walked along the staff table, and disappeared through the door into the next chamber.
"It's a dragon!" shrieked one of the first years, losing her head completely.
"Dumbledore!" he called heartily as he walked up the slope. "How are you, my dear fellow, how are you?"
It took him a while to persuade her to wake up and then to look at him, as she kept shuffling around on her perch, showing him her tail. She was evidently still furious about his lack of gratitude the previous night. In the end, it was Harry suggesting she might be too tired, and that perhaps he would ask Ron to borrow Pigwidgeon, that made her stick out her leg and allow him to tie the letter to it.