Harry thought hard and decided his feelings when Gryffindor had won the House Championship last year had definitely qualified as very happy. He gripped his wand tightly again and took up his position in the middle of the classroom.
Malfoy looked up at the crumbling house behind Ron.
Again, Harry didn't answer. He didn't know what he wanted to do. All he knew was that the idea of doing nothing, while Black was at liberty, was almost more than he could stand.
¡°Surely you don't need such a very old piece of parchment?¡± he said. ¡°Why don't I just ¡ª throw this away?¡±