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The yelping stopped abruptly. As they reached the lakeshore, they saw why -- Sirius had turned back into a man. He was crouched on all fours, his hands over his head.
Harry told Lupin what had happened. When he'd finished, Lupin was smiling again.
"I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending I'm not there," said Harry tonelessly.
"Oh, my --" Hermione gasped. "He didn't take his potion tonight! He's not safe!"
"There's Ron!" said Harry suddenly.
Snape seized the branch Lupin had used to freeze the tree, prodded the knot, and vanished from view as he put on the cloak.
"Percy's been acting very oddly this summer," said George, frowning. "And he has been sending a lot of letters and spending a load of time shut up in his room .... I mean, there's only so many times you can polish a prefect badge .... You're driving too far west, Fred," he added, pointing at a compass on the dashboard. Fred twiddled the steering wheel.
"Ah, well, Snape... Harry Potter, you know... we've all got a bit of a blind spot where he's concerned."
"But --" Hermione began. And then her eyes became very round. "OH!"
He opened his eyes. Moonlight was shining through the bars on the window. And someone was goggling through the bars at him: a freckle- faced, red-haired, long-nosed someone.
Harry looked nothing like the rest of the family. Uncle Vernon was large and neckless, with an enormous black mustache; Aunt Petunia was horse-faced and bony; Dudley was blond, pink, and porky. Harry, on the other hand, was small and skinny, with brilliant green eyes and jet-black hair that was always untidy. He wore round glasses, and on his forehead was a thin, lightning-shaped scar.
Harry wasn't listening. He made a grab for the letters, but Dobby jumped out of reach.
"Look!" Hermione whispered. "\Who's that? Someone's coming back out of the castle!"
They waited until Peeves's gloating voice had faded into the distance, then slid back out of the room and broke into a run again.
"Yes... her voice went all deep and her eyes rolled and she said ... she said Voldemort's servant was going to set out to return to him before midnight.... She said the servant would help him come back to power." Harry stared up at Dumbledore. "And then she sort of became normal again, and she couldn't remember anything she'd said. Was it -- was she making a real prediction?"？