Chapter 4
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Hairy had taken to walking around the school in his invisibility cloak. He had learnt to put up with the sniggering but he wished people would stop asking him if he had ginger pubes.
After an eventful evening in Hairgirid's cabin- which included some of his 'cooking', Hairy returned on his deserted path back to the Gryffinfur common room.
As Hairy's footsteps echoed around the cold, moonlit corridor, his thoughts strayed to Ron and Permione. Ron had had to serve his detention with Argus Filth as Scalp had business to attend to. Permione was busy brewing a Ginger-no-more potion, which was extremely complicated and needed all of her attention.
As Hairy wandered along, he heard groaning further ahead. Hairy continued towards a Charms classroom, where the sound seemed to be coming from.
Hairy paused, he was afraid of what he might hear but his curiosity got the better of him.
He put his ear to the door and heard a familiar voice.
'Ohhh Flako, up a bit, oh yesss that's the spot, ohhhhhhhhhhhhmmmm… I must say, this is your best performance yet.'
'Why thank you Professor Scalp. I do pride myself on my good, warm hands' said the voice of Flako Malfoy.
Hairy froze as realisation of the situation hit him-but he had to be sure. He put his eye to the keyhole.
Scalp's face was contorted in unusual pleasure and he was gasping for air. Hairy drew back, sickened by what he saw-but his perverse interest at what was going on forced him to look again. This time Hairy saw Flako, his face had a look of determination and fierce concentration.
'Ahh, that's enough for today Flako. How much do I owe you?' asked Scalp.
'2 galleons, 5 sickles sir' answered Flako, 'I'd better wash my hands and get back to my dorm.'
Hairy retched; he could listen to no more. Malfoy was getting PAID for it. He ran back to the Gryffindor common room as fast as he could.
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