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Hagrid wiped his nose on the back of his hand and said, "That reminds me. I've got yeh a present."
Professor McGonagall Harry had forgotten they still had detentions to do in the furor over the points they'd lost. He half expected Hermione to complain that this was a whole night of studying lost, but she didn't say a word. Like Harry, she felt they deserved what they'd got.
Ronan didn't answer immediately. He stared unblinkingly upward, then sighed again.
"Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare... what did Professor Sprout say? -- it likes the dark and the damp
"Oh, he does," said Quirrell casually, "heavens, yes. He was at Hogwarts with your father, didn't you know? They loathed each other. But he never wanted you dead."
A white pawn had moved forward two squares.
"This is where I leave you," Firenze murmured as Hagrid hurried off to examine the unicorn. "You are safe now."
Bane walked over to stand next to Ronan. He looked skyward. "Mars is bright tonight," he said simply.
"Lucky this plant thing's here, really," said Ron.
Malfoy let out a terrible scream and bolted -- so did Fang. The hooded figure raised its head and looked right at Harry -- unicorn blood was dribbling down its front. It got to its feet and came swiftly toward Harry -- he couldn't move for fear.
"Probably," said Harry. "They don't look very vicious, but I suppose if they all swooped down at once... well, there's no other choice... I'll run."
"What about you?"
"And did he -- did he seem interested in Fluffy?" Harry asked, try ing to keep his voice calm.
"Severus?" Quirrell laughed, and it wasn't his usual quivering treble, either, but cold and sharp. "Yes, Severus does seem the type, doesn't he? So useful to have him swooping around like an overgrown bat. Next to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-stuttering P-Professor Quirrell?"
They walked in silence, their eyes on the ground. Every now and then a ray of moonlight through the branches above lit a spot of silver-blue blood on the fallen leaves.