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He stood up, crammed the last bit of chocolate into his mouth, and headed back to Gryffindor Tower.
"How are you getting through all this stuff?" Harry asked her.
"You know that the dementors have searched the whole village twjce?" said Madam Rosmerta, a slight edge to her voice. "Scared all my customers away... It's very bad for business, Minister."
The team cheered madly. Harry let the Snitch go again, gave it a minute's head start, then tore after it, weaving in and out of the others; he spotted it lurking near Katie Bell's knee, looped her easily, and caught it again.
"What's that supposed to be?"
"When they get near me --" Harry stared at Lupin's desk, his throat tight. "I can hear Voldemort murdering my mum."
"Probably," said Ron. "Why?"
"But if the dementors come to another Quidditch match, I need to be able to fight them --"
"There are -- certain defenses one can use," said Lupin. "But there was only one dementor on the train. The more there are, the more difficult it becomes to resist."
"Flint's excuse is that their Seeker's arm's still injured," said Wood, grinding his teeth furiously. "But it's obvious why they're doing it. Don't want to play in this weather. Think it'll damage their chances...."
Harry could tell they had rehearsed this conversation while he had been asleep. He didn't say anything.
"I suppose so," said Hermione, moving a great stack of parchment off a chair.
"This, Harry, is the secret of our success," said George, patting the parchment fondly.
With a jolt of panic, Harry threw himself flat to the broornhandle and zoomed toward the Snitch.
"Ready?" said Lupin, gripping the box lid.