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"- you and the rest of the world," said Harry bitterly.
"No one, yet," said Harry, feeling himself going red again. Hagrid didn't pursue the subject.
Harry and Hermione laughed, and, feeling slightly more cheerful, went off to lunch.
"Hermione," Harry said, through gritted teeth, "will you shut up for a bit, please? I m trying to concentrate."
"Oh well spotted," she said acidly.
"Very good indeed!" Bagman was shouting. "And now the marks from the judges!"
Rita Skeeter was leaning on Hagrid's garden fence, looking in at the mayhem. She was wearing a thick magenta cloak with a furry purple collar today, and her crocodile-skin handbag was over her arm.
"No," said Harry so quickly he knew he had sounded rude, "no - I - I know what I'm going to do, thanks."
Next second all the wind had been knocked out of him as the squealing elf hit him hard in the midriff, hugging him so tightly he thought his ribs would break.
"Dobby has traveled the country for two whole years, sir, trying to find work!" Dobby squeaked. "But Dobby hasn't found work, sir, because Dobby wants paying now!"
Pigwidgeon was so overexcited at the idea of a delivery he was flying around and around Harry's head, hooting incessantly. Ron snatched Pigwidgeon out of the air and held him still while Harry attached the letter to his leg.
Sure enough, when they entered the Gryffindor common room it exploded with cheers and yells again. There were mountains of cakes and flagons of pumpkin juice and butterbeer on every surface; Lee Jordan had let off some Filibuster's Fireworks, so that the air was thick with stars and sparks; and Dean Thomas, who was very good at drawing, had put up some impressive new banners, most of which depicted Harry zooming around the Horntail's head on his Firebolt, though a couple showed Cedric with his head on fire.
Viktor Krum was in the library an awful lot too, and Harry wondered what he was up to.
Resisting the urge to give Ron a good hard poke in the back of the head, he finally reached the table and sat down at it.
"If you say so," she muttered sleepily, without opening her eyes, and the picture swung forward to admit him. Harry climbed inside. The common room was deserted, and, judging by the fact that it smelled quite normal, Hermione had not needed to set off any Dungbombs to ensure that he and Sirius got privacy.