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“Potter! Why weren’t you downstairs with the others? Are you alright?” McGonagal flew over to him and looked him over carefully, and he shot up his eyebrows. “I noticed in my first year and last year I have shi- awful luck on Halloween and hoped being in my dorm would offset it.” He asked honestly, and let his face crumble with the disappointment he had felt at that failing and Sirius Black looming over Ron’s bed when he’d stepped out. “Didn’t work, did it?” “Is that why you had wards up on the room?” Professor Snape leveled a look at him, lips in a tight line as he looked over the room. “Yes, sir… I was figuring out how I was going to key it specifically to Ron, Seamus, Neville and Dean. I know this is our room anyways but… I’m so sick of weird Halloweens.” Mixing truth and lie worked most of the time as he groaned it out. “What happened??” “You were very lucky to have those wards in place, Mr. Potter… the portrait was torn up that guards the room and the dear said it was Sirius Black. If that man had had a wand…” She sighed as she drew him in for a tight hug. He'd handle the prisoner hiding under his bed in a moment. First. The Rat.

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