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Flint seized the Quaffle and scored five times without anyone noticing.
Ron looked at his watch and then glared furiously at Hermione and Neville.
Still, first-year Gryffindors only had Potions with the Slytherins, so they didn't have to put up with Malfoy much. Or at least, they didn't until they spotted a notice pinned up in the Gryffindor common room that made them all groan. Flying lessons would be starting on Thursday -- and Gryffindor and Slytherin would be learning together.
It was Filch speaking to Mrs. Norris. Horror-struck, Harry waved madly at the other three to follow him as quickly as possible; they scurried silently toward the door, away from Filch's voice. Neville's robes had barely whipped round the corner when they heard Filch enter the trophy room.
"Can you smell something?"
"Bless him, look, he knows his mommy!" said Hagrid.
The troll stopped a few feet from Hermione. It lumbered around, blinking stupidly, to see what had made the noise. Its mean little eyes saw Harry. It hesitated, then made for him instead, lifting its club as it went.
DO NOT OPEN THE PARCEL AT THE TABLE.
Someone had poked Ron in the back of the head. It was Malfoy.
Harry's heart did a somersault.
"Oh, sorry, Weasley, didn't see you there."
"He's heading for the third floor," Harry said, but Ron held up his hand.
Fifteen brooms rose up, high, high into the air. They were off. "And the Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor -- what an excellent Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive, too --"
Snape's lips curled into a sneer.
"We know Oliver's speech by heart," Fred told Harry, "we were on the team last year."
He came to a sudden halt in front of a tall suit of armor. He had been so busy getting away from the library, he hadn't paid attention to where he was going. Perhaps because it was dark, he didn't recognize where he was at all. There was a suit of armor near the kitchens, he knew, but he must be five floors above there.？