was asleep with his head under his tiny wing。 The scar on Harry's forehead was prickling。
〃You were muttering in your sleep。〃
〃Was I？〃
〃Yeah。 'Gregorovitch。' You kept saying 'Gregorovitch。'〃
Harry was not wearing his glasses； Ron's face appeared slightly blurred。
〃Who's Gregorovitch？〃
〃I dunno； do I？〃 You were the one saying it。〃
Harry rubbed his forehead； thinking。 He had a vague idea he had heard the name before； but he could not think where。
〃I think Voldemort's looking for him。〃
〃Poor bloke；〃 said Ron fervently。
Harry sat up； still rubbing his scar； now wide awake。 He tried to remember exactly what he had seen in the dream； but all that came back was a mountainous horizon and the outline of the little village cradled in a deep valley。
〃I think he's abroad。〃
〃Who； Gregorovitch？〃
〃Voldemort。 I think he's somewhere abroad； looking for Gregorovitch。 It didn't look like anywhere in Britain。〃
〃You reckon you were seeing into his mind again？〃
Ron sounded worried。
〃Do me a favor and don't tell Hermione；〃 said Harry。 〃Although how she expects me to stop seeing stuff in my sleep。。。〃
He gazed up at little Pigwidgeon's cage； thinking。。。Why was the name 〃Gregorovitch〃 familiar？
〃I think；〃 he said slowly； 〃he's got something to do with Quidditch。 There's some connection； but I can'ta150a150I can't think what it is。〃
〃Quidditch？〃 said Ron。 〃Sure you're not thinking of Gorgovitch？〃
〃Who？〃
〃Dragomir Gorgovitch； Chaser； transferred to the Chudley Cannons for a record fee two years ago。 Record holder for most Quaffle drops in a season。〃
〃No；〃 said Harry。 〃I'm definitely not thinking of Gorgovitch。〃
〃I try not to either；〃 said Ron。 〃Well； happy birthday anyway。〃
〃Wow a150a150 that's right； I forgot！ I'm seventeen！〃
Harry seized the wand lying beside his camp bed； pointed it at the cluttered desk where he had left his glasses； and said； 〃iAccio Glasses！i〃 Although they were only around a foot away； there was something immensely satisfying about seeing them zoom toward him； at least until they poked him in the eye。
〃Slick；〃 snorted Ron。
Reveling in the removal of his Trace； Harry sent Ron's possessions flying around the room； causing Pigwidgeon to wake up and flutter excitedly around his cage。 Harry also tried tying the laces of his trainers by magic （the resultant knot took several minutes to untie by hand） and； purely for the pleasure of it； turned the orange robes on Ron's Chudley Cannons posters bright blue。
〃I'd do your fly by hand； though；〃 Ron advised Harry； sniggering when Harry immediately checked it。 〃Here's your present。 Unwrap it up here； it's not for my mother's eyes。〃
〃A book？〃 said Harry as he took the rectangular parcel。 〃Bit of a departure from tradition； isn't it？〃
〃This isn't your average book；〃 said Ron。 〃It'd pure gold： Twelve Fail…Safe Ways to Charm Witches。 Explains everything you need to know about girls。 If only I'd had this last year I'd have known exactly how to get rid of Lavender and I would've known how to get going with。。。 Well； Fred and George gave me a copy； and I've learned a lot。 You'd be surprised； it's not all about wandwork； either。〃
When they arrived in the kitchen they found a pile of presents waiting on the table。 Bill and Monsieur Delacour were finishing their breakfasts； while Mrs。 Weasley stood chatting to them over the frying pan。
〃Arthur told me to wish you a happy seventeenth； Harry；〃 said Mrs。 Weasley； beaming at him。 〃He had to leave early for work； but he'll be back for dinner。 That's our present on top。〃
Harry sat down； took the square parcel she had indicated； and unwrapped it。 Inside was a watch very like the one Mr。 and Mrs。 Weasley had given Ron for his seventeenth； it was gold； with stars circling around the race instead of hands。
〃It's traditional to give a wizard a watch when he es of age；〃 said Mrs。 Weasley； watching him anxiously from beside the cooker。 〃I'm afraid that one isn't new like Ron's； it was actually my brother Fabian's and he wasn't terribly careful with his possessions； it's a bit dented on the back； buta150a150〃
The rest of her speech was lost； Harry had got up and hugged her。 He tried to put a lot of unsaid things into the hug and perhaps she understood them； because she patted his cheek clumsily when he released her； then waved her wand in a slightly random way； causing half a pack of bacon to flop out of the frying pan onto the floor。
〃Happy birthday； Harry！〃 said Hermione； hurrying into the kitchen and adding her own present to the top of the pile。 〃It's not much； but I hope you like it。 What did you get him？〃 she added to Ron； who seemed not to hear her。
〃e on； then； open Hermione's！〃 said Ron。
She had bought him a new Sneakoscope。 The other packages contained an enchanted razor from Bill and Fleur （〃Ah yes； zis will give you ze smoothest shave you will ever 'ave；〃 Monsieur Delacour assured him； 〃but you must tell it clearly what you want。。。ozzerwise you might find you 'ave a leetle less hair zan you would like。。。〃）； chocolates from the Delacours； and an enormous box of the latest Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes merchandise from Fred and George。
Harry； Ron； and Hermione did not linger at the table； as the arrival of Madame Delacour； Fleur； and Gabrielle made the kitchen unfortably crowded。
〃I'll pack these for you；〃 Hermione said brightly； taking Harry's presents out of his arms as the three of them headed back upstairs。 〃I'm nearly done； I'm just waiting for the rest of your underpants to e out of the wash； Rona150a150〃
Ron's splutter was interrupted by the opening of a door on the first…floor landing。
〃Harry； will you e in here a moment？〃
It was Ginny。 Ron came to an abrupt halt； but Hermione took him by the elbow and tugged him on up the stairs。 Feeling nervous； Harry followed Ginny into her room。
He had never been inside it before。 It was small； but bright。 There was a large poster of the Wizarding band the Weird Sisters on one wall； and a picture of Gwenog Jones； Captain of the all…witch Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies； on the other。 A desk stood facing the open window； which looked out over the orchard where he and Ginny had once played a two…a…side Quidditch with Ron and Hermione； and which now housed a large； pearly white marquee。 The golden flag on top was level with Ginny's window。
Ginny looked up into Harry's face； took a deep breath； and said； 〃Happy seventeenth。〃
〃Yeah。。。thanks。〃
She was looking at him steadily； he however； found it difficult to look back at her； it was like gazing into a brilliant light。
〃Nice view；〃 he said feebly； pointing toward with window。
She ignored this。 He could not blame her。
〃I couldn't think what to get you；〃 she said。
〃You didn't have to get me anything。〃
She disregarded this too。
〃I didn't know what would be useful。 Nothing too big； because you wouldn't be able to take it with you。〃
He chanced a glance at her。 She was not tearful； that was one of the many wonderful things about Ginny； she was rarely weepy。 He had sometimes thought that having six brothers must have toughened her up。
She took a step closer to him。
〃So then I thought； I'd like you to have something to remember me by； you know； if you meet some veela when you're off doing whatever you're doing。〃
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