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"I forgot my gloves," Harry murmured and turned, leaving them by themselves. He hadn't forgotten his gloves, not really, and it wasn't like he actually needed them because of the cold – but it was a good excuse to get away from Hermione and Ron. To get some peace and quiet.
Lately, those two had been a, well, a pain in his butt, and he thought it was annoying, the way they thought they had to crowd him. He wasn't a little child that they needed to hold the hand of, to cross a road or just take a walk.