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Chapter Fourteen:
𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬...

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𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨.

─────𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫







𝗡𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗚𝗿𝘆𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗿 𝗧𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗽𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. They knew that the castle was being searched again, and the whole House stayed awake in the common room, waiting to hear whether Black had been caught. Professor McGonagall came back at dawn, to tell them that he had again escaped.

Throughout the day, everywhere they went they saw signs of tighter security; Professor Flitwick could be seen teaching the front doors to recognize a large picture of Sirius Black; Filch was suddenly bustling up and down the corridors, boarding up everything from tiny cracks in the walls to mouse holes. Sir Cadogan had been fired. His portrait had been taken back to its lonely landing on the seventh floor, and the Fat Lady was back. She had been expertly restored, but was still extremely nervous, and had agreed to return to her job only on condition that she was given extra protection. A bunch of surly security trolls had been hired to guard her. They paced the corridor in a menacing group, talking in grunts and comparing the size of their clubs.

Accalia couldn't help noticing that the statue of the one-eyed witch on the third floor remained unguarded and unblocked. It seemed that Fred and George had been right in thinking that they — and now Harry, Ron, Hermione, and herself— were the only ones who knew about the hidden passageway within it.

Ron had become an instant celebrity. For the first time in his life, people were paying more attention to him than to Harry, and it was clear that Ron was rather enjoying the experience. Though still severely shaken by the night's events, he was happy to tell anyone who asked what had happened, with a wealth of detail.

Was it getting annoying? Yes. Did Accalia want to tell him to shut up after the eighth time that class? Yes. But was she always nice enough to let him be in the spotlight for once? Surprisingly yes.

"... I was asleep, and I heard this ripping noise, and I thought it was in my dream, you know? But then there was this draft...I woke up and one side of the hangings on my bed had been pulled down...I rolled over...and I saw him standing over me...like a skeleton, with loads of filthy hair...holding this great long knife, must've been twelve inches...and he looked at me, and I looked at him, and then I yelled, and he scampered." Accalia overhead Ron tell a few kids in the common room as she and Hermione were looking through textbooks.

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