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"Harry Potter mustn't be angry... Dobby hoped ... if Harry Potter thought his friends had forgotten him ... Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir . .....
"How dare you," he growled, sounding suddenly like the bearsized dog he had been. I, a spy for Voldemort? When did I ever sneak around people who were stronger and more powerful than myself? But you, Peter -- I'll never understand why I didn't see you were the spy from the start. You always liked big friends who'd look after you, didn't you? It used to be us... me and Remus... and James....
"Oh yes, they'll have to go," said Fudge, running his fingers
"I'll be in my room, making no noise and pretending I'm not there," he said.
"Hagrid, we can't --"
Harry stood in the kitchen, clutching the mop for support, as Uncle Vernon advanced on him, a demonic glint in his tiny eyes.
"Then Dobby must do it, sir, for Harry Potter's own good."
There was a knock on the door. Harry hastily stuffed the Marauder's Map and the Invisibility Cloak into his pocket.
Black kicked out and Pettigrew recoiled.
Too late. Pettigrew had transformed. Harry saw his bald tail whip through the manacle on Ron's outstretched arm and heard a scurrying through the grass.
"In here!" Hermione seized Harry's arm and dragged him across the hall to the door of a broom closet; she opened it, pushed him inside among the buckets and mops, then slammed the door behind them.
"I'm afraid it is," said Lupin. He started opening his desk drawers and taking out the contents.
"THAT RUDDY OWL!"
"If anyone's looking out of the window --" Hermione squeaked, looking up at the castle behind them.
"Yeh shouldn've come!" Hagrid whispered. He stood back, then shut the door quickly.