〃N no；〃 said Hermione in a trembling voice。
Ron threw something down onto Hermione's rune translation。 Hermione and Harry leaned forward。 Lying on top of the weird； spiky shapes were several long； ginger cat hairs。
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
GRYFFINDOR VERSUS RAVENCLAW
It looked like the end of Ron and Hermione's friendship。 Each was so angry with the other that Harry couldn't see how they'd ever make up。
Ron was enraged that Hermione had never taken Crookshanks's attempts to eat Scabbers seriously； hadn't bothered to keep a close enough watch on him； and was still trying to pretend that Crookshanks was innocent by suggesting that Ron look for Scabbers under all the boys' beds。 Hermione； meanwhile； maintained fiercely that Ron had no proof that Crookshanks had eaten Scabbers； that the ginger hairs might have been there since Christmas； and that Ron had been prejudiced against her cat ever since Crookshanks had landed on Ron's head in the Magical Menagerie。
Personally； Harry was sure that Crookshanks had eaten Scabbers； and when he tried to point out to Hermione that the evidence all pointed that way； she lost her temper with Harry too。
〃Okay； side with Ron； I knew you would！〃 she said shrilly。 〃First the Firebolt； now Scabbers； everything's my fault； isn't it！ just leave me alone； Harry； I've got a lot of work to do！〃
Ron had taken the loss of his rat very hard indeed。
〃e on； Ron； you were always saying how boring Scabbers was；〃 said Fred bracingly。 〃And he's been off…color for ages； he was wasting away。 It was probably better for him to snuff it quickly one swallow he probably didn't feel a thing。〃
〃Fred！〃 said Ginny indignantly。
〃All he did was eat and sleep； Ron； you said it yourself；〃 said George。
〃He bit Goyle for us once！〃 Ron said miserably。 〃Remember； Harry？〃
〃Yeah； that's true；〃 said Harry。
〃His finest hour；〃 said Fred； unable to keep a straight face。 〃Let the scar on Goyle's finger stand as a lasting tribute to his memory。 Oh； e on； Ron； get yourself down to Hogsmeade and buy a new rat； what's the point of moaning？〃
In a last…ditch attempt to cheer Ron up； Harry persuaded him to e along to the Gryffindor team's final practice before the Ravenclaw match； so that he could have a ride on the Firebolt after they'd finished。 This did seem to take Ron's mind off Scabbers for a moment （〃Great！ Can I try and shoot a few goals on it？〃） so they set off for the Quidditch field together。
Madam Hooch； who was still overseeing Gryffindor practices to keep an eye on Harry； was just as impressed with the Firebolt as everyone else had been。 She took it in her hands before takeoff and gave them the benefit of her professional opinion。
〃Look at the balance on it！ If the Nimbus series has a fault； it's a slight list to the tail end you often find they develop a drag after a few years。 They've updated the handle too； a bit slimmer than the Cleansweeps； reminds me of the old Silver Arrows a Pity they've stopped making them。 I learned to fly on one； and a very fine old broom it was too。。。。〃
She continued in this vein for some time； until Wood said； 〃Er Madam Hooch？ Is it okay if Harry has the Firebolt back？ We need to practice。。。。〃
〃Oh right here you are； then； Potter；〃 said Madam Hooch。 〃I'll sit over here with Weasley。。。。〃
She and Ron left the field to sit in the stadium； and the Gryffindor team gathered around Wood for his final instructions for tomorrow's match。
〃Harry； I've just found out who Ravenclaw is playing as Seeker。 It's Cho Chang。 She's a fourth year； and she's pretty good。。。。 I really hoped she wouldn't be fit； she's had some problems with injuries。。。。〃 Wood scowled his displeasure that Cho Chang had made a full recovery； then said； 〃On the other hand； she rides a et Two Sixty； which is going to look like a joke next to the Firebolt。〃 He gave Harry's broom a look of fervent admiration； then said； 〃Okay； everyone； let's go 〃
And at long last； Harry mounted his Firebolt； and kicked off from the ground。
It was better than he'd ever dreamed。 The Firebolt turned with the lightest touch； it seemed to obey his thoughts rather than his grip； it sped across the field at such speed that the stadium turned into a green…and…gray blur； Harry turned it so sharply that Alicia Spinnet screamed； then he went into a perfectly controlled dive； brushing the grassy field with his toes before rising thirty； forty； fifty feet into the air again。
〃Harry； I'm letting the Snitch out！〃 Wood called。
Harry turned and raced a Bludger toward the goal posts； he outstripped it easily； saw the Snitch dart out from behind Wood； and within ten seconds had caught it tightly in his hand。
The team cheered madly。 Harry let the Snitch go again； gave it a minute's head start； then tore after it； weaving in and out of the others； he spotted it lurking near Katie Bell's knee； looped her easily； and caught it again。
It was the best practice ever； the team； inspired by the presence of the Firebolt in their midst； performed their best moves faultlessly； and by the time they hit the ground again； Wood didn't have a single criticism to make； which； as George Weasley pointed out； was a first。
〃I can't see what's going to stop us tomorrow！〃 said Wood。 〃Not unless Harry； you've sorted out your dementor problem； haven't you？〃
〃Yeah；〃 said Harry； thinking of his feeble Patronus and wishing it were stronger。
〃The dementors won't turn up again； Oliver。 Dumbledore'd go ballistic；〃 said Fred confidently。
〃Well； let's hope not；〃 said Wood。 〃Anyway good work； everyone。 Let's get back to the tower。。。 turn in early 〃
〃I'm staying out for a bit； Ron wants a go on the Firebolt；〃 Harry told Wood； and while the rest of the team headed off to the locker rooms； Harry strode over to Ron； who vaulted the barrier to the stands and came to meet him。 Madam Hooch had fallen asleep in her seat。
〃Here you go；〃 said Harry； handing Ron the Firebolt。
Ron； an expression of ecstasy on his face； mounted the broom and zoomed off into the gathering darkness while Harry walked around the edge of the field； watching him。 Night had fallen before Madam Hooch awoke with a start； told Harry and Ron off for not waking her； and insisted that they go back to the castle。
Harry shouldered the Firebolt and he and Ron walked out of the shadowy stadium； discussing the Firebolt's superbly smooth action； its phenomenal acceleration； and its pinpoint turning。 They were halfway toward the castle when Harry； glancing to his left； saw something that made his heart turn over a pair of eyes； gleaming out of the darkness。
Harry stopped dead； his heart banging against his ribs。
〃What's the matter？〃 said Ron。
Harry pointed。 Ron pulled out his wand and muttered； 〃Lumos！〃
A beam of light fell across the grass； hit the bottom of a tree； and illuminated its branches； there； crouching among the budding leaves； was Crookshanks。
〃Get out of here！〃 Ron roared； and he stooped down and seized a stone lying on the grass； but before he could do anything else； Crookshanks had vanished with one swish of his long ginger tail。
〃See？〃 Ron said furiously； chucking the stone down again。 〃She's still letting him wander about wherever he wants probably washing down Scabbers with a couple of birds now。。。。〃
Harry didn't say anything。 He took a deep breath as relief seeped through him； he had been sure for a moment that those eyes had belonged to the Grim。 They set off for the castle once more。 slightly ashamed of his moment of panic； Harry didn't say anything to Ron nor did he look left or right until they had reached the well…lit entrance hall。
Harry went down to breakfast the next morning with the rest of the boys in his dormitory； all of whom seemed to think the Firebolt deserved a sort of guard of honor。 As Harry entered the Great Hall； heads turned in the direction of the Firebolt； and there was a good deal of excited muttering。 Harry saw； with enormous satisfaction； that the Slytherin team were all looking thunderstruck。
〃Did you see his face？〃 said Ron gleefully； looking back at Malfay。 〃He can't believe it！ This is brilliant！〃
Wood； too； was basking in the reflected glory of the Firebolt。
〃Put it here； Harry；〃 he said； laying the broom in the middle of the table and carefully turning it so that its name faced upward。 People from the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables were soon ing over to look。 Cedric Diggory came over to congratulate Harry on having acquired such a superb replacement for his Nimbus； and Percy's Ravenclaw girlfriend； Penelope Clearwater； asked if she could actually hold the Firebolt。
〃Now； now； Penny； no sabotage！〃 said Percy heartily as she examined the Firebolt closely。 〃Penelope and I have got a bet on；〃 he told the team。 〃Ten Galleons on the oute of the match！〃
Penelope put the Firebolt down again； thanked Harry； and went back to her table。
〃Harry make sure you win；〃 said Percy； in an urgent whisper。 〃I haven't got ten Galleons。 Yes； I'm ing； Penny！〃 And…he bustled off to join her in a piece of toast。
〃Sure you can manage that broom； Potter？〃 said a cold； drawling voice。
Draco Malfoy had arrived for a closer look； Crabbe and Coyle right behind him。
〃Yeah； reckon so；〃 said Harry casually。
〃Got plenty of special features； hasn't it？〃 said Malfoy； eyes glittering maliciously。 〃Shame it doesn't e with a parachute in case you get too near a dementor。〃
Crabbe and Goyle sniggered。
〃Pity you can't attach an extra arm to yours； Malfoy；〃 said Harry。 〃Then it could catch the Snitch for you。〃
The Gryffindor team laughed loudly。 Malfoy's pale eyes narrowed； and he stalked away。 They watched him rejoin the rest of the Slytherin team； who put their heads together； no doubt asking Malfoy whether Harry's broom really was a Firebolt。
At a quarter to eleven； the Gryffindor team set off for the locker rooms。 The weather couldn't have been more different from their match against Hufflepuff。 It was a clear； cool day with a very light breeze； there would be no visibility problems this time； and Harry； though nervous； was starting to feel the excitement only a Quidditch match co