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"Get off," he murmured, trying to push Crookshanks off him.
They set off back toward the castle, walking slowly to keep themselves hidden under the cloak. The light was fading fast now.
"Okay, okay, Gryffindor in possession, Katie Bell of Gryffindor, heading for goal..."
BANG! Thin, snakelike cords burst from the end of Snape's wand and twisted themselves around Lupin's mouth, wrists, and ankles; he overbalanced and fell to the floor, unable to move. With a roar of rage, Black started toward Snape, but Snape pointed his wand straight between Black's eyes.
"Turn out your pockets, Potter!" he spat suddenly.
"Captains, shake hands!" said Madam Hooch.
"You might have been wearing your father's old cloak, Harry--"
"Remus," gasped Pettigrew, and Harry could see beads of sweat breaking out over his pasty face, "you don't believe him, do you...? He tried to kill me, Remus...."
"Do you know them?" said Harry, impressed.
"Where are you?" Ron kept muttering out of the corner of his mouth. "Are you still there? This feels weird...."
But Harry had just seen -- stinking toward them, his body low to the ground, wide yellow eyes glinting eerily in the darkness -- Crookshanks. Whether he could see them or was following the sound of Scabbers's squeaks, Harry couldn't tell.
"Okay," she whispered, "no one there -- cloak on --"
Harry was suddenly on his feet. Rage such as he had not felt since his last night in Privet Drive was coursing through him. He didn't care that Snape's face had gone rigid, the black eyes flashing dangerously.
"Professor Severus Snape, master of this school, commands you to yield the information you conceal!" Snape said, hitting the map with his wand.
Would Malfoy believe what he had seen? Would anyone believe
He had forgotten about magic -- he had forgotten that he was short and skinny and thirteen, whereas Black was a tall, full-grown man -- all Harry knew was that he wanted to hurt Black as badly as he could and that he didn't care how much he got hurt in return --？