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"Thank you, Rosmerta, m'dear," said Fudge's voice. "Lovely to see you again, I must say. Have one yourself, won't you? Come and join us...."
"What are you doing?" said Lupin, though in a very different voice from Filch. "Where are Ron and Hermione?"
"What was the point waking me up?" the Fat Lady called grumpily after him as he walked away.
At that very moment, Hermione appeared at his shoulder; she was holding her cloak over her head and was, inexplicably, beaming.
Ron and Hermione looked quickly at each other.
"I know," said Harry, "but McGonagall still wants to strip it down --"
"What's the score?"
Slowly, she reached down for a bag at her feet, turned it upside down, and tipped a dozen bits of splintered wood and twig onto the bed, the only remains of Harry's faithful, finally beaten broomstick.
"But you were innocent!" said Hermione.
"Ah, Severus," said Lupin, smiling. "Thanks very much. Could you leave it here on the desk for me?"
"Cup of tea?" Lupin said, looking around for his kettle. "I was just thinking of making one."
"Er -- shall I make a cup of tea?" said Ron.
He handed them to her, and as the team watched in amazement, Hermione tapped them with her wand and said, "Impervius!"
"Hagrid!" called Harry, thumping the door. "Hagrid, are you in there.
"Yes," said Harry. He hesitated, and then the question he had to ask burst from him before he could stop himself." Why? Why do they affect me like that? Am I just --?"