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   'I'm just s …'s … so worried;' she said; tears spilling out of her eyes again。 'Half the f … f … family's in the Order; it'll b … b … be a miracle if we all e through this: and P … P … Percy's not talking to us: what if something d…d … dreadful happens and we've never in … in … made it up with him? And what's going to happen if Arthur and I get killed; who's g … g … going to look after Ron and Ginny?'
   
   'Molly that's enough; said Lupin firmly。 'This isn't like last time。 The Order are better prepared; we've got a head start; we know what Voldemort's up to …'
   
   Mrs Weasley gave a little squeak of fright at the sound of the name。
   'Oh; Molly; e on; it's about time you got used to hearing his name … look; I can't promise no one's going to get hurt; nobody can promise that; but we're much better off than we were last time。 You weren't in the Order then; you don't understand。 Last time we were outnumbered twenty to one by the Death Eaters and they were picking us off one by one:'
   
   Harry thought of the photograph again; of his parents' beaming faces。 He knew Moody was still watching him。
   'Don't worry about Percy' said Sirius abruptly。 'He'll e round。 It's only a matter of time before Voldemort moves into the open; once he does; the whole Ministry's going to be begging us to forgive them。 And I'm not sure I'll be accepting their apology;' he added bitterly。
   'And as for who's going to look after Ron and Ginny if you and Arthur died;' said Lupin; smiling slightly; 'what do you think we'd do; let them starve?'
   
   Mrs Weasley smiled tremulously。
   'Being silly;' she muttered again; mopping her eyes。
   But Harry; closing his bedroom door behind him some ten minutes later; could not think Mrs Weasley silly。 He could still see his parents beaming up at him from the tattered old photograph; unaware that their lives; like so many of those around them; were drawing to a close。 The image of the Boggart posing as the corpse of each member of Mrs Weasley's family in turn kept flashing before his eyes。
   Without warning; the scar on his forehead seared with pain again and his stomach churned horribly。
   'Cut it out;' he said firmly; rubbing the scar as the pain receded。
   'First sigh of madness; talking to your own head;' said a sly voice from the empty picture on the wall。
   Harry ignored it。 He felt older than he had ever felt in his life and it seemed extraordinary to him that barely an hour ago he had been worried about a joke shop and who had got a prefects badge。
   
   
   … CHAPTER TEN …
   
   Luna Lovegood
   
   Harry had a troubled nights sleep。 His parents wove in and out of his dreams; never speaking; Mrs Weasley sobbed over Kreacher's dead body; watched by Ron and Hermione who were wearing crowns; and yet again Harry found himself walking down a corridor ending in a locked door。 He awoke abruptly with his scar prickling to find Ron already dressed and talking to him。
   'better hurry up; Mum's going ballistic; she says we're going to miss the tram … 
   
   There was a lot of motion in the house。 From what he heard as he dressed at top speed; Harry gathered that Fred and George had bewitched their trunks to fly downstairs to save the bother of carrying them; with the result that they had hurtled straight into Ginny and knocked her down two flights of stairs into the hall; Mrs Black and Mrs Weasley were both screaming at the top of their voices。
   '… COULD HAVE DONE HER A SERIOUS INJURY; YOU IDIOTS …'
   
   '… FILTHY HALF…BREEDS; BESMIRCHING THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS …'
   
   Hermione came hurrying into the room looking flustered; just as Harry was putting on his trainers。 Hedwig was swaying on her shoulder; and she was carrying a squirming Crookshanks in her arms。
   'Mum and Dad just sent Hedwig back。' The owl fluttered obligingly over and perched on top of her cage。 'Are you ready yet?'
   
   'Nearly。 Is Ginny all right?' Harry asked; shoving on his glasses。
   'Mrs Weasley's patched her up;' said Hermione。 'But now Mad…
   
   Eye's plaining that we can't leave unless Sturgis Podmore's here; otherwise the guard will be one short。'
   
   'Guard?' said Harry。 'We have to go to King's Cross with a guard?'
   
   'You have to go to King's Cross with a guard;' Hermione corrected him。
   'Why?' said Harry irritably。 'I thought Voldemort was supposed to be lying low; or are you telling me he's going to jump out from behind a dustbin to try and do me in?'
   
   'I don't know; it's just what Mad…Eye says;' said Hermione distractedly; looking at her watch; 'but if we don't leave soon we're definitely going to miss the train:'
   
   WILL YOU LOT GET DOWN HERE NOW; PLEASE!' Mrs Weasley bellowed and Hermione jumped as though scalded and hurried out of the room。 Harry seized Hedwig; stuffed her unceremoniously into her cage; and set off downstairs after Hermione; dragging his trunk。
   Mrs Black's portrait was howling with rage but nobody was bothering to close the curtains over her; all the noise in the hall was bound to rouse her again; anyway。
   'Harry; you're to e with me and Tonks;' shouted Mrs Weasley … over the repeated screeches of 'MUDBLOODS! SCUM! CREATURES OF DIRT!' … 'Leave your trunk and your owl; Alastor's going to deal with the luggage: oh; for heaven's sake; Sinus; Dumbledore said no!'
   
   A bear…like black dog had appeared at Harry's side as he was clambering over the various trunks cluttering the hall to get to Mrs Weasley。
   'Oh honestly:' said Mrs Weasley despairingly。 'Well; on your own head be it!'
   
   She wrenched open the front door and stepped out into the weak September sunlight。 Harry and the dog followed her。 The door slammed behind them and Mrs Blacks screeches were cut off instantly。
   Where's Tonks?' Harry said; looking round as they went down the stone steps of number twelve; which vanished the moment they reached the pavement。
   'She's waiting for us just up here;' said Mrs Weasley stiffly; averting her eyes from the lolloping black dog beside Harry。
   An old woman greeted them on the corner。 She had tightly curled grey hair and wore a purple hat shaped like a pork pie。
   'Wotcher; Harry;' she said; winking。 'Better hurry up; hadn't we; Molly?' she added; checking her watch。
   'I know; I know;' moaned Mrs Weasley; lengthening her stride; 'but Mad…Eye wanted to wait for Sturgis: if only Arthur could have got us cars from the Ministry again: but Fudge won't let him borrow so much as an empty ink bottle these days: how Muggles can stand travelling without magic
   
   But the great black dog gave a joyful bark and gambolled around them; snapping at pigeons and chasing its own tail。 Harry couldn't help laughing。 Sirius had been trapped inside for a very long time。 Mrs Weasley pursed her lips in an almost Aunt Petunia…ish way。
   It took them twenty minutes to reach King's Cross on foot and nothing more eventful happened during that time than Sirius scaring a couple of cats for Harry's entertainment。 Once inside the station they lingered casually beside the barrier between platforms nine and ten until the coast was clear; then each of them leaned against it in turn and fell easily through on to platform nine and three…quarters; where the Hogwarts Express stood belching sooty steam over a platform packed with departing students and their families。 Harry inhaled the familiar smell and felt his spirits soar: he was really going back:
   
   'I hope the others make it in time;' said Mrs Weasley anxiously; staring behind her at the wrought…iron arch spanning the platform; through which new arrivals would e。
   'Nice dog; Harry!' called a tall boy with dreadlocks。
   'Thanks; Lee;' said Harry; grinning; as Sirius wagged his tail frantically。
   'Oh good;' said Mrs Weasley; sounding relieved; 'here's Alastor with the luggage; look:'
   
   A porter's cap pulled low over his mismatched eyes; Moody came limping through the archway pushing a trolley loaded with their trunks。
   'All OK;' he muttered to Mrs Weasley and Tonks; 'don't think we were followed:'
   
   Seconds later; Mr Weasley emerged on to the platform with Ron and Hermione。 They had almost unloaded Moody's luggage trolley when Fred; George and Ginny turned up with Lupin。
   'No trouble?' growled Moody。
   'Nothing;' said Lupin。
   I'll still be reporting Sturgis to Dumbledore;' said Moody; 'that's the second time he's not turned up in a week。 Getting as unreliable as Mundungus。'
   
   'Well; look after yourselves;' said Lupin; shaking hands all round。 He reached Harry last and gave him a clap on the shoulder。 'You too。 Harry。 Be careful。'
   
   'Yeah; keep your head down and your eyes peeled;' said Moody; shaking Harry's hand too。 'And don't forget; all of you … careful what you put in writing。 If in doubt; don't put it in a letter at all。'
   
   'It's been great meeting all of you;' said Tonks; hugging Hermione and Ginny 'We'll see you soon; I expect。'
   
   A warning whistle sounded; the students still on the platform started hurrying on to the train。
   'Quick; quick;' said Mrs Weasley distractedly; hugging them at random and catching Harry twice。 'Write: be good: if you've forgotten anything we'll send it on: on to the train; now; hurry:〃
   
   For one brief moment; the great black dog reared on to its hind legs and placed its front paws on Harry's shoulders; but Mrs Weasley shoved Harry away towards the train door; hissing; 'For heaven's sake; act more like a dog; Sirius!'
   
   'See you!' Harry called out of the open window as the train began to move; while Ron; Hermione and Ginny waved beside him。 The figures of Tonks; Lupin; Moody and Mr and Mrs Weasley shrank rapidly but the black dog was bounding alongside the window; wagging its tail; blurred people on the platform were laughing to see it chasing the train; then they rounded a bend; and Sirius was gone。
   'He shouldn't have e with us;' said Hermione in a worried voice。
   'Oh; lighten up;' said Ron; 'he hasn't seen daylight for months; poor bloke。'
   
   'Well;' said Fred; clapping his hands together; 'can't stand around chatting all day; we've got business to discuss with Lee。 See you later;' and he and George disappeared down the corridor to the right。
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