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"Mr. Weasley, can I have a quick word?" said Harry, making up his mind on the spur of the moment.
'Quire right! You recognized it, I suppose, by its distinctive mother-of-pearl sheen?"
The train was gathering speed.
"Wish the lunch trolley would hurry up, I'm starving," said Ron longingly, slumping into the seat beside Harry and rubbing his stomach. "Hi, Neville. Hi, Luna. Guess what?" he added, turning to Harry. "Malfoy s not doing prefect duty. He's just sitting in his compartment with the other Slytherins, we saw him when we passed."
"It's survivor's guilt," said Hermione. "I know Lupin's tried to talk her round, but she's still really down. She's actually having trouble with her Metamorphosing!"
Harry had thought it through carefully and come to the conclusion that, if he was to tell anyone, Mr. Weasley was the right person; firstly, because he worked at the Ministry and was therefore in the best position to make further investigations, and secondly,
“That's nor saying much, seeing as you're already dead," Ron observed.
'"Course it is," said Fred bracingly. "Come on, Harry, I'll give you a tour."
"The very best of evenings to you!" he said, smiling broadly, his arms opened wide as though to embrace the whole room.
"But what does he want me for?" asked Neville nervously, as though he was expecting detention.
"I meant Hagrid to get the message," said Tonks, frowning.
They had drawn level with the only shop in Knockturn Alley that Harry had ever visited, Borgin and Burkes, which sold a wide variety of sinister objects. There in the midst of the cases full of skulls and old bottles stood Draco Malfoy with his back to them, just visible beyond the very same large black cabinet in which Harry had once hidden to avoid Malfoy and his father. Judging by the movements of Malfoy's hands, he was talking animatedly. The proprietor of the shop, Mr. Borgin, an oily-haired, stooping man, stood facing Malfoy. He was wearing a curious expression of mingled resentment and fear.
"So you persuaded Horace Slughorn to take the job?"
"Including you and Dad," said Ginny slyly.
McLaggen, a large, wiry-haired youth, raised a hand, and Harry and Neville nodded back at him.