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Filch grabbed a quill from a pot on his desk and began shuffling around looking for parchment.
The ghost leapt down, lifted his head high in the air so he could see over the crowd (everyone laughed), and strode over to Nearly Headless Nick, squashing his head back onto his neck.
"You're just jealous," piped up Colin, whose entire body was about as thick as Crabbe's neck.
"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in," said Hermione sharply. "They got in on pure talent."
"Everyone line up!" Malfoy roared to the crowd. "Harry Potter's giving out signed photos!"
And from behind the six large figures before them came a seventh, smaller boy, smirking all over his pale, pointed face. It was Draco Malfoy.
"It's a disgusting thing to call someone," said Ron, wiping his sweaty brow with a shaking hand. "Dirty blood, see. Common blood. It's ridiculous. Most wizards these days are half-blood anyway. If we hadn't married Muggles we'd've died out."
"Nibbles?" he said sweetly, offering them a bowl of peanuts covered in fungus.
"I can't stand much more of this," Ron muttered, his teeth chattering, as the orchestra ground back into action and the ghosts swept back onto the dance floor.
"Come an' see what I've bin growin'," said Hagrid as Harry and Hermione finished the last of their tea.
Hermione's hand narrowly missed Harry's glasses as it shot up again.
"It's gone," said Ron, sounding stunned. "The train's left. What if Mum and Dad can't get back through to us? Have you got any Muggle money?"
Innumerable candles were hovering in midair over four long, crowded tables, making the golden plates and goblets sparkle. Overhead, the bewitched ceiling, which always mirrored the sky outside, sparkled with stars.
"I thought we'd had it," he said, grabbing a sandwich.