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"I do -- Father says it's a crime if I'm not picked to play for my house, and I must say, I agree. Know what house you'll be in yet?"
"You all right, Harry? Yer very quiet," said Hagrid.
Harry looked back at Hagrid, smiling, and saw that Hagrid was positively beaming at him.
Hagrid looked shocked.
When he had been younger, Harry had dreamed and dreamed of some unknown relation coming to take him away, but it had never happened; the Dursleys were his only family. Yet sometimes he thought (or maybe hoped) that strangers in the street seemed to know him. Very strange strangers they were, too. A tiny man in a violet top hat had bowed to him once while out shopping with Aunt Petunia and Dudley. After asking Harry furiously if he knew the man, Aunt Petunia had rushed them out of the shop without buying anything. A wild-looking old woman dressed all in green had waved merrily at him once on a bus. A bald man in a very long purple coat had actually shaken his hand in the street the other day and then walked away without a word. The weirdest thing about all these people was the way they seemed to vanish the second Harry tried to get a closer look.
"There's a Ministry of Magic?" Harry asked, before he could stop himself.
Harry wasn't sure he could explain. He'd just had the best birthday of his life -- and yet -- he chewed his hamburger, trying to find the words.
"STOP! I FORBID YOU!" yelled Uncle Vernon in panic.
"No," Harry said again, wondering what on earth Quidditch could be.
"Say that again," Ron said, his face as red as his hair.
He was in a very good mood. Obviously he thought nobody stood a chance of reaching them here in a storm to deliver mail. Harry privately agreed, though the thought didn't cheer him up at all.
Uncle Vernon suddenly found his voice.
"I was trying to find out how to curse Dudley."
"It's not funny. And look after Ron."
"You said You-Know-Who's name!" said Ron, sounding both shocked and impressed. "I'd have thought you, of all people --"