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The three of them put their heads together to read the note.
"Just looking," he said, and he sloped away with Crabbe and Goyle behind him.
"They're in here somewhere," they heard him mutter, "probably hiding."
Snape was still ignoring Hermione's quivering hand.
"Light?" said Ron, but Hermione told him to be quiet until she'd looked something up, and started flicking frantically through the pages, muttering to herself.
"Okay, men," he said.
When Angelina had scored, Harry had done a couple of loop-the-loops to let off his feelings. Now he was back to staring around for the Snitch. Once he caught sight of a flash of gold, but it was just a reflection from one of the Weasleys' wristwatches, and once a Bludger decided to come pelting his way, more like a cannonball than anything, but Harry dodged it and Fred Weasley came chasing after it.
"No, not the floor. It was standing on a trapdoor. It's obviously guarding something."
"Keep out of the way until you catch sight of the Snitch," Wood had said. "We don't want you attacked before you have to be."
His father's... this had been his father's. He let the material flow over his hands, smoother than silk, light as air. Use it well, the note had said.
"I'd take you on anytime on my own," said Malfoy. "Tonight, if you want. Wizard's duel. Wands only -- no contact. What's the matter? Never heard of a wizard's duel before, I suppose?"
"You're only holding the Quidditch cup, what's interesting about that? I want to see my parents."
"All right there, Harry?" he had time to yell, as he beat the Bludger furiously toward Marcus Flint.
"You're a lot braver now that you're back on the ground and you've got your little friends with you," said Harry coolly. There was of course nothing at all little about Crabbe and Goyle, but as the High Table was full of teachers, neither of them could do more than crack their knuckles and scowl.