* 1987 *

Percy sat at the Gryffindor table as far away from Bill and Charlie as he could. For this first time in his life he was going to have a quiet Halloween. He took Scabbers out of his pocket and sat him on the bench.

"Are you a lright?" he asked the rat.

Scabbers, who normally either slept or tried to steal food, was crouched, almost curled on himself and shivering slightly.

Percy broke a piece off his roll and passed it to his pet. Scabbers took it eagerly, bu t only nibbled slightly at the edges. Obviously he didn't like Halloween, either.

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