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"Must be, it's not a very common name, is it?" said Harry.
"We'll see each other again," he said. "You are -- truly your father's son, Harry...."
"All right," said Harry, "all right. . . "
"It's not," said Harry cheerfully. "It's a letter from my godfather."
"But why don't you leave? Escape?"
window, the night air whipping his hair, and looked back at the shrinking rooftops of Privet Drive. Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley were all hanging, dumbstruck, out of Harry's window.
"DON'T LIE!" bellowed Black. "YOU'D BEEN PASSING INFORMATION TO HIM FOR A YEAR BEFORE LILY AND JAMES DIED! YOU WERE HIS SPY!"
But as Harry climbed onto the windowsill there came a sudden loud screech from behind him, followed immediately by the thunder of Uncle Vernon's voice.
"But if he's resigned --"
If ever you need me, send word. Your owl will find me.
But Dumbledore held up his hand to stem the flood of explanations.
"You' re free," said Harry.
She looked nervously over her shoulder into the depths of the forest. The sun was setting now.
"I promised I wouldn't tell anyone," said Hermione severely. She looked around at Harry, who was watching Hogwarts disappear from view behind a mountain. Two whole months before he'd see it again....
Harry pushed open the closet door. The entrance hall was deserted. As quietly and quickly as they could, they darted out of the closet and down the stone steps. The shadows were already lengthening, the tops of the trees in the Forbidden Forest gilded once more with gold.