Harry put his face to his knees, his hands gripping his hair. Fred grabbed his shoulder and shook it roughly.
Harry stared out toward the lake, his heart doing a kind of drumroll in his chest¡. Whoever had sent that Patronus would be appearing at any moment¡.
¡°It shouldn't take more than a few weeks,¡± said Professor McGonagall. ¡°You will have it back if we are sure it is jinx-free.¡±
He felt drained and strangely empty, even though he was so full of chocolate. Terrible though it was to hear his parents¡¯ last moments replayed inside his head, these were the only times Harry had heard their voices since he was a very small child. But he'd never be able to produce a proper Patronus if he half wanted to hear his parents again ¡