Again, the Slytherin groaned and hid his face in his hands. "I'm here because I've fallen in love with the interior decoration of the place," he snapped, then looked up again and sighed.

"I got hurt in the fight." Theodore looked at Ron in hopes of some signs of recognition on the other boy's face. How was he supposed to break the news to Ron? Suddenly and unexpectely, Theodore felt a wave of sympathy and understanding for Dumbledore. Curiously enough, that feeling was accompanied by an intense longing for sherbet lemons.