the boy lifted the lid of a box in his arms, and the people
around him shrieked and yelled as something i a long,
hairy leg.
harry pressed h the til he fouy
ehe erai hedwig i
aed to shove arunk toward the train
door. he tried to lift it up the steps but could hardly raise one
end and twice he dropped it painfully on his foot.
”want a hand?” it was ohe red-haired twins hed followed
through the barrier.
”yes, please,” harry panted.
”oy, fred! cmere and help!”
with the twins help, harrys trunk was at last tucked away in
a partment.
”thanks,” said harry, pushiy hair out of his eyes.
”whats that?” said owins suddenly, pointing at
harrys lightning scar.
”blimey,” said the other twin. ”are you
”he is,” said the first twi you?” he added to harry.
”what?” said harry.
”harry potter, ”chorused the twins.
”oh, him,” said harry. ”i mean, yes, i am.”
the two boys gawked at him, and harry felt himself turning
red. then, to his relief, a voice came floating in through the
trains open door.
”fred? gee? are you there?”
”.”
with a last look at harry, the twihe train.
harry sat dowhe here, half hidden, he could
watch the red-haired family oform ahey were
sayiher had just taken out her handkerchief.
”ron, youve got something on your nose.”
the youried to jerk out of the way, but she grabbed
him and began rubbing the end of his nose.
”mom -- gerled free.
”aaah, has iie got somefink on his nosie?” said one
of the twins.
”shut up,” said ron.
”wheres percy?” said their mother.