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"Hey, Potter, come down!'
"I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find -- how about -- up a tree?"
"Malfoy," said Neville shakily. "I met him outside the library. He said he'd been looking for someone to practice that on."
"Not a soul knows except me an' Dumbledore," said Hagrid proudly.
"Keep your voice down, Neville. The password's 'Pig snout' but it won't help you now, the Fat Lady's gone off somewhere."
But what they were, they didn't find out. Hermione had turned to the portrait of the Fat Lady to get back inside and found herself facing an empty painting. The Fat Lady had gone on a nighttime visit and Hermione was locked out of Gryffindor tower.
"I won't let you in," he puffed. "Norbert's at a tricky stage -- nothin' I can't handle."
It wasn't Mrs. Norris. It was Neville. He was curled up on the floor, fast asleep, but jerked suddenly awake as they crept nearer.
"See you later, then," said Harry.
"Slytherin in possession -- Flint with the Quaffle -- passes Spinnet -- passes Bell -- hit hard in the face by a Bludger, hope it broke his nose -- only joking, Professor -- Slytherins score -- A no...
They hurried out of the chamber and didn't speak at all until they had climbed two floors up. It was a relief to be away from the smell of the troll, quite apart from anything else.
"She might not have needed saving if we hadn't locked the thing in with her," Harry reminded him.
"You've forgotten something..."
Quietly as possible, they crept along the next corridor after Snape's fading footsteps.
"You'd better get out, then. Go on -- out!"