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Expectations

Harry exited the courtroom, his head hung sadly.

"Harry!" yelled Mr. Weasley, who had been apparently waiting anxiously outside the door. "What-" but he was silenced, obviously by the look of despair on Harry's face. "No-"

Harry nodded grimly. Mr. Weasley looked utterly taken aback. "I don't- how could they-" but he obviously realized that this was not the time and was silenced once more. He patted Harry comfortingly on the shoulder and smiled sadly. "Well, I suppose we ought to be getting back."

It all had the surreal quality of a dream. He was never going back to Hogwarts.... He almost laughed out loud when he remembered that, while in the courtroom, a part of him had almost expected Dumbledore to come to his rescue and save the day once again.