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Grawpy.

Down here, you great buffoon.

Grawpy.

Brought you some company.

I couldn’t just leave him, because.

Because he’s my brother.

Blimey.

Well, half brother, really.

He’s completely harmless, just like I said. Little high-spirited, is all.

Grawpy, that is not polite. Hagrid, do something.

We talked about this. You do not grab, do you?

That’s your new friend, Hermione.

Grawpy.

Grawp.

Put me down.

Now.

You all right?

Fine.

Just needs a firm hand, is all.

I think you’ve got an admirer.

You just stay away from her, all right?

He gets his own food and all.

It’s company he’ll be needing when I’m gone.

You will look after him, wont you?

I’m the only family he’s got.

Feeling sentimental?

That’s private. Not to me.

And not to the Dark Lord, if you don’t improve.

Every memory he has access to is a weapon he can use against you.

You wont last two seconds if he invades your mind.

You’re just like your father.

Lazy, arrogant.

Don’t say a word against my father. Weak.

I’m not weak. Then prove it.

Control your emotions.

Discipline your mind.

Legilimens.

Harry.

Sirius.

I may vomit.

Stop it.

Is this what you call control?

We’ve been at it for hours. If I could just rest.

The Dark Lord isn’t resting.

You and Black, you’re two of a kind.

Sentimental children forever whining about how bitterly unfair your lives have been.

Well, it may have escaped your notice, but life isn’t fair.

Your blessed father knew that. In fact, he frequently saw to it.

My father was a great man. Your father was a swine.

Legilimens. Protego.

Come on, Moony, Padfoot.

Snape. Expelliarmus.

Nice one, James.

Dad. Impedimenta.

Snivellus Greasy. Snivellus Greasy.

Right. Who wants to see me take off Snivelly’s trousers?

Snivellus Greasy. Snivellus Greasy.

Enough.

Enough.

Your lessons are at an end.

I.

Get out.

What’s your name? Michael.

Your hands gonna be fine, Michael.

Yeah. It’s not as bad as it seems. See?

It’s fading already.

You can hardly see ours anymore, and the pain stops after a while.

As I told you once before, Mr. Potter.

.naughty children deserve to be punished.

You know, George.

.I’ve always felt our futures lay outside the world of academic achievement.

Fred, I’ve been thinking exactly the same thing.

Here you go.

Ready when you are.