gave a short, bark-like laugh. 鈥業f my parents could see the use their house was being put to now ... well, my mothers portrait should give you some idea.鈥�
He scowled for a moment, then sighed.
鈥業 wouldn't mind if I could just get out occasionally and do something useful. I've asked Dumbledore whether I can escort you to your hearing鈥攁s Snuffles, obviously鈥攕o I can give you a bit of moral support, what d'you think?鈥�
Harry felt as though his stomach had sunk through the dusty carpet. He had not thought about the hearing once since dinner the previous evening; in the excitement of being back with the people he liked best, and hearing everything that was going on, it had completely flown his mind. At Sirius's words, however, the crushing sense of dread returned to him. He stared at Hermione and the Weasleys, all tucking into their sandwiches, and thought how he would feel if they went back to Hogwarts without him.
鈥楧on't worry,鈥�Sirius said. Harry looked up and realised that Sirius had been watching him. 鈥業'm sure they'll
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