pretty girl diggory- R.Weasley

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    "Oh gosh!" Celeste exclaimed, grabbing Harrys upper half before he fell to the ground. Harry had just passed out from the creature, who was taken care of by Professor Lupin.

   "Harry! Harry! Are you all right?" Hermione said, crouching down to meet face-to-face with him.

    Celeste slapped him in his face, jolting him awake.

   "W--what?"

   Celeste and Ron heaved him back onto his seat.

   "Are you okay?" Ron asked nervously.

   "Yeah," Harry said, looking around. "What happened? Wheres that -- that thing? Who screamed?"

   "No one screamed," Ron said, more nervously still. 

   "But I heard screaming--"

     A loud snap made them all jump. Professor Lupin was breaking an enormous slab of chocolate into pieces. 

   "Here," he said to Harry, handing him a particularly large piece. "Eat it. It'll help."

    Harry took the chocolate but didn't eat it. 

   "What was that thing?" he asked Lupin.

    "A dementor," Lupin said, who was now giving chocolate to everyone else."One of the dementors of Azkaban." 

   Everyone stared at him. Professor Lupin crumpled up the empty chocolate wrapper and put it in his pocket."Eat," he repeated. "It'll help. I need to speak to the driver, excuse me.."

   "Are you sure you're okay, Harry?" Hermione said, watching Harry anxiously. 

   "I Don't get it... What happened?" Harry said, wiping more sweat off his face.

    "Well -- that thing -- the dementor -- stood there and looked around (Imean, I think it did, I couldn't see its face) -- and you -- you, "I thought you were having a fit or something," Celeste said, who still looked scared. "You went sort of rigid and fell out of your seat and started twitching --" 

    "And Professor Lupin stepped over you, and walked toward the dementor, and pulled out his wand," Hermione said, "and he said, 'None of us is hiding Sirius Black under our cloaks. Go.' But the dementor didn't move, so Lupin muttered something, and a silvery thing shot out of his wand at it, and it turned around and sort of glided away.... "

     "It was horrible," Neville said, in a higher voice than usual. "Did you feel how cold it got when it came in?" 

    "I felt weird," Ron said, shifting his shoulders uncomfortably. "Like I'd never be cheerful again...." 

   "Can cats eat chocolate?" Celeste asked, breaking a piece of chocolate off. "She's looking a bit sick."  

    "No," Hermione said. "It's lethal to them."

    "Maybe for regular cats, but Aphrodite is like, magical? Maybe I shouldn't try it though.."

   They didn't talk much during the remainder of the journey. At long last, the train stopped at Hogsmeade station, and there was a great scramble to get outside; owls hooted, cats meowed, and Neville's pet toad croaked loudly from under his hat. It was freezing on the tiny platform; rain was driving down in icy sheets. 

     "Firs' years this way!" called a familiar voice. Harry, Ron, Celeste, and Hermione turned and saw the gigantic outline of Hagrid at the other end of the platform, beckoning the terrified-looking new students forward for their traditional journey across the lake.