Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince - J.K. Rowling

J.K. Rowling
HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE
listen to me! You are being incautious, wandering around at night, getting
yourself caught, and if you are placing your reliance in assistants like Crabbe
and Goyle —”
“They’re not the only ones, I’ve got other people on my side, better people!”
“Then why not confide in me, and I can —”
“I know what you’re up to! You want to steal my glory!”
There was another pause, then Snape said coldly, “You are speaking like
a child. I quite understand that your father’s capture and imprisonment has
upset you, but —”
Harry had barely a second’s warning; he heard Malfoy’s footsteps on the
other side of the door and flung himself out of the way just as it burst open;
Malfoy was striding away down the corridor, past the open door of Slughorn’s
office, around the distant corner, and out of sight.
Hardly daring to breathe, Harry remained crouched down as Snape emerged
slowly from the classroom. His expression unfathomable, he returned
to the party. Harry remained on the floor, hidden beneath the Cloak, his
mind racing.
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