Harry, crumpling up his first attempt and lobbing it over the heads of a group of chattering first years into the fire. 鈥淥kay鈥n Monday,cheap coach purses, I will be in danger of - er - burns.鈥�
鈥淵eah, you will be,鈥�said Ron darkly, 鈥渨e're seeing the skrewts again on Monday. Okay, Tuesday, I'll鈥rm鈥︹�
鈥淟ose a treasured possession,鈥�said Harry, who was flicking through Unfogging the Future for ideas.
鈥淕ood one,鈥�said Ron, copying it down. 鈥淏ecause of鈥rm鈥ercury. Why don't you get stabbed in the back by someone you thought was a friend?鈥�
鈥淵eah鈥ool鈥︹� said Harry, scribbling it down,cheap furla bags, 鈥渂ecause鈥enus is in the twelfth house.鈥�
鈥淎nd on Wednesday, I think I'll come off worst in a fight.鈥�
鈥淎aah, I was going to have a fight. Okay, I'll lose a bet.鈥�
鈥淵eah, you'll be betting I'll win my fight.鈥︹�
They continued to make up predictions (which grew steadily more tragic) for another hour, while the common room around them slowly emptied as people went up to bed. Crookshanks wandered over to them, leapt lightly into an empty chair, and stared
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