"And Harry
said last night,"
retorted Ron, "if it
means we're supposed to
get matey
with the
Slytherins,
fat chance."
"Well, I think
it's a pity we're
not trying
for a bit of
inter-House
unity," said Hermione
crossly. They
had reached the
foot of the
marble
staircase. A line of
fourth-year
Ravenclaws was
crossing the
entrance hall; they
caught sight
of Harry and hurried
to form a tighter
group, as though
frightened he
might attack
stragglers.
"Yeah, we really ought
to be trying
to make friends with
people
like that," said
Harry sarcastically. --------------------------------------------------"Harry,
don't go picking a
row with
Malfoy, don't
forget,
he's a prefect
now, he could
make life difficult
