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“aye,”someonesaidfromtheothersideoftheroom.“youdon’tlookthatgood,getoveryourself.”harrystaredathimselfinthemirror.thiswaswhathe’dbeenwearing—hisotherself.sheasehadtakenoff,he’dompletelyfotten.

“areyoudonewateringyourpnt?someofusneedthesink.”harryapologisedandrushedout.hethrewonthepurpleoatandsetouttofindmalfoyintherowd.

harrygnedattherainbowpatternandsighed,thinkingitwasabitloud.“thanks.”hemadehiswaytotheloo.heastaquikprivayharmbyoneofthesinksandthendisrobed.he’dstillhadtherolledupopyoftheprophettukedinhiswaist,butithadmostlybeensoakedthroughwithared,flowery-sentedliquor.harrytoreoffthefrontpagetoshowronaboutginny,andtukeditintothepurpleoat’spoket.

“right,”shesaidandthendisappeareddownanaislebehindher.harrywaitedafewminutesandthengotworried,butshefinallyamebakwithapileoffoldedlothes.“theselookliketheonlythingihadinyoursize.”

.”

hefoundanareaattheedgeoftheefloorandsannedtheseaofpeop

“anyway,”harryughedunomfortably.“thelothes?”

harryshookhishead,“ohno,i’mnothekingthepnt.”sheraisedabrow.harryleanedin,“anyhaneyou’vegotanextrashirtbakthere?pairofsks?”hemotionedatthemessdownhisfront.“mydategotupsetwithmeand…”hetrailedoff.

thestingingjinxhadhithiminthelegandtheskinarounditwasoveredinbig,redwelts.heastahealingspell,butitwasonlyslightlysuessfulinreduingtheswellingandredness.hewasn’tinexruiatingagonysohesupposeditouldwait.thenhewashedhimselfleanusingthesink,butstillouldn’tquitegetthefeelingofaloholoffhisskin.assoonasharryputontherainbowstripedpantsandbkmeshshirt,hegasped.

“funny,”theattentsaidstoially,“i’veneverknownafiustoretaliateinanger.”