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Harry couldn't speak, but Hagrid understood.
The other two stared at him. He was pale and his eyes were glittering.
"Then who does? Sir, I --"
"We had to, Neville, no time to explain," said Harry.
"Dunno, some sort of plant thing. I suppose it's here to break the fall. Come on, Hermione!"
He blinked again. The smiling face of Albus Dumbledore swam into view above him.
But leaving Neville lying motionless on the floor didn't feel like a very good omen. In their nervous state, every statue's shadow looked like Filch, every distant breath of wind sounded like Peeves swooping down on them. At the foot of the first set of stairs, they spotted Mrs. Norris skulking near the top.
Gryffindor cheers nearly raised the bewitched ceiling; the stars overhead seemed to quiver. Percy could be heard telling the other prefects, "My brother, you know! My youngest brother! Got past McGonagall's giant chess set!"
"You let the troll in?"
They stepped over the threshold, and immediately a fire sprang up behind them in the doorway. It wasn't ordinary fire either; it was purple. At the same instant, black flames shot up in the doorway leading onward. They were trapped.
Harry went back to the library, where Hermione was testing Ron on Astronomy. Harry told them what he'd heard.
It was the unicorn all right, and it was dead. Harry had never seen anything so beautiful and sad. Its long, slender legs were stuck out at odd angles where it had fallen and its mane was spread pearly-white on the dark leaves.
They heard him crashing away through the undergrowth and stood looking at each other, very scared, until they couldn't hear anything but the rustling of leaves around them.
"But sit, the Stone
"What if he's --?"