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"How extraordinarily like your father you are, Potter," Snape said suddenly, his eyes glinting. "He too was exceedingly arrogant. A small amount of talent on the Quidditch field made him think he was a cut above the rest of us too. Strutting around the place with his friends and admirers... The resemblance between you is uncanny."
"Wan' some tea?" he said. His great hands were shaking as he reached for the kettle.
"He won't -- stay -- put --"
He broke off with a small gasp, looking over Harry's shoulder.
Harry and Neville set off without another word. As they turned the corner, Harry looked back. Snape was running one of his hands over the one-eyed witch's head, examining it closely.
"There'll be only one murder here tonight," said Brack, and his grin widened.
"Ron -- come on back under the cloak --" Hermione panted. "Dumbledore the Minister -- they'll be coming back out in a minute --"
"Spare bit of parchment," he said with a shrug.
And then he saw it. The Snitch was sparkling twenty feet above him.
Harry dived; Cho saw what he was doing and tore after him -- Harry was speeding up, excitement flooding him; dives were his speciality, he was ten feet away --
"WE'RE UP HERE!" Hermione screamed suddenly. "WE'RE UP HERE -- SIRIUS BLACK - QUICK!"
"Turn out your pockets, or we go straight to the headmaster! Pull them out, Potter!"
"The dementors didn't affect me at all!" Harry said excitedly. "I didn't feel a thing!"
"But then..." Lupin muttered, staring at Black so intently it seemed he was trying to read his mind, "... why hasn't he shown himself before now? Unless" -- Lupin's eyes suddenly widened, as though he was seeing something beyond Black, something none of the rest could see, "-- unless he was the one... unless you switched... without telling me?"