'Or perhaps,' said Malfoy, leering as he backed away, 'you can remember what your mother's house stank like, Potter, and Weasley's pigsty reminds you of it - '
'He insulted my parents,' snarled George. 'And Harry's mother.'
'What did he say?'
'Six or seven?' said Ron eagerly. 'Well that's not bad - are they going to come over here and start fighting You-Know-Who with us?'
'And banning Fred when he didn't even do anything!' said Alicia furiously, pummelling her knee with her fist.
She was soon followed by Alicia and Katie. Fred and George sloped off to bed some time later, glowering at everyone they passed, and Ginny went not long after that. Only Harry and Hermione were left beside the fire.
'I mean we soon found out he didn' object ter all wizards - 'just us.'
'Whose head?' gasped Hermione.
'Well, not exactly all the way' said Hagrid cagily. 'We jus' had ter be careful, 'cause Olympe an' me, we stick out a bit -
'I was talkin' ter Fang,' said Hagrid stoutly.
'My name is Dolores Umbridge.'
'So, how come it's taken you so long to get home if you were only there for three days?' asked Hermione.
'I'm sorry!' Hermione gasped, as the three of them squeezed past Hagrid into the house and pulled the Cloak off themselves so he could see them. 'I just - oh, Hagrid!'
Her eyes were sweeping the cabin. Twice they stared directly into the corner where Harry stood, sandwiched between Ron and Hermione.
'And how many were there?' asked Harry.
'What?' Ron yelped.
He walked across to the enormous wooden table that stood in the middle of his cabin and twitched aside a tea towel that had been lying on it. Underneath was a raw, bloody, green-tinged steak slightly larger than the average car tyre.
'I haven' bin attacked!' said Hagrid emphatically. 'I - '