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Silently they tramped through the grounds, the castle lights growing slowly larger. Snape was still drifting weirdly ahead of Black, his chin bumping on his chest. And then -
"Let's leave them to it," Ron muttered to Harry as Mrs. Weasley swelled like a bullfrog. "Come on, I'll show you my bedroom."
"We did it!" said Harry breathlessly. "Sirius has gone, on Buckbeak...."
Mr. Weasley blinked.
Harry frowned; he felt as though he were screwing up his whole brain in concentration.
"My apologies, Poppy, but I need a word with Mr. Potter and Miss Granger," said Dumbledore calmly. "I have just been talking to Sirius Black --"
"I'm going to see him," he said to Ron and Hermione.
"Yes... her voice went all deep and her eyes rolled and she said ... she said Voldemort's servant was going to set out to return to him before midnight.... She said the servant would help him come back to power." Harry stared up at Dumbledore. "And then she sort of became normal again, and she couldn't remember anything she'd said. Was it -- was she making a real prediction?"
As the werewolf reared, snapping its long jaws, Sirius disappeared from Harry's side. He had transformed. The enormous, bearlike dog bounded forward. As the werewolf wrenched itself free of the manacle binding it, the dog seized it about the neck and pulled it backward, away from Ron and Pettigrew. They were locked, jaw to jaw, claws ripping at each other.
"I don't want a connection with Pettigrew!" said Harry. "He betrayed my parents!"
They waited until Peeves's gloating voice had faded into the distance, then slid back out of the room and broke into a run again.
"He's back!" said George. "Dad's home!"
"I'm okay," said Harry quickly. "Just thinking about the holidays."
Before Harry could move, Dobby had darted to the bedroom door, pulled it open, and sprinted down the stairs.
They hurried through the garden and back into the house.
Still working out what she meant, Harry set off at a sprint, Hermione behind him. They tore across the vegetable gardens to the greenhouses, paused for a moment behind them, then set off again, fast as they could, skirting around the Whomping Willow, tearing toward the shelter of the forest....