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Harry shook his head and the boy sat down. He glanced at Harry and then looked quickly out of the window, pretending he hadn't looked. Harry saw he still had a black mark on his nose.
The late afternoon sun hung low in the sky as Harry and Hagrid made their way back down Diagon Alley, back through the wall, back through the Leaky Cauldron, now empty. Harry didn't speak at all as they walked down the road; he didn't even notice how much people were gawking at them on the Underground, laden as they were with all their funny-shaped packages, with the snowy owl asleep in its cage on Harry's lap. Up another escalator, out into Paddington station; Harry only realized where they were when Hagrid tapped him on the shoulder.
"Right," mumbled Ron.
Aunt Petunia gave a gasp of horror.
"Would it be all right if you gave me a lift?"
"I forbid you to ask him, Fred. No, don't you dare. As though he needs reminding of that on his first day at school."
"What? My -- my mom and dad weren't famous, were they?"
"Sorry," he said. "But it's that sad -- knew yer mum an' dad, an' nicer people yeh couldn't find -- anyway..."
Hagrid was watching him sadly.
Of finding more than treasure there.
And so he had.
"It was not a mistake," said Harry angrily, "it had my cupboard on it."
The giant sat back down on the sofa, which sagged under his weight, and began taking all sorts of things out of the pockets of his coat: a copper kettle, a squashy package of sausages, a poker, a teapot, several chipped mugs, and a bottle of some amber liquid that he took a swig from before starting to make tea. Soon the hut was full of the sound and smell of sizzling sausage. Nobody said a thing while the giant was working, but as he slid the first six fat, juicy, slightly burnt sausages from the poker, Dudley fidgeted a little. Uncle Vernon said sharply, "Don't touch anything he gives you, Dudley."
"Oh, sorry," said the other,. not sounding sorry at all. "But they were our kind, weren't they?"
"See," he explained to Aunt Petunia through a mouthful of nails, "if they can't deliver them they'll just give up."