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"They're not birds!" Harry said suddenly. "They're keys! Winged keys -- look carefully. So that must mean..." he looked around the chamber while the other two squinted up at the flock of keys. "... yes -- look! Broomsticks! We've got to catch the key to the door!"
Harry flushed. They turned to go outside, but Snape called them back.
"That's chess!" snapped Ron. "You've got to make some sacrifices! I take one step forward and she'll take me -- that leaves you free to checkmate the king, Harry!"
Quirrell was walking backward at him, so that Voldemort could still see him. The evil face was now smiling.
Only Ron stood by him.
"You must come and stay this summer," said Ron, "both of you -- I'll send you an owl."
"You've had nearly fifteen minutes, now OUT" she said firmly.
"No -- but it's like ice."
"LIAR!" Harry shouted suddenly.
It was the best evening of Harry's life, better than winning at Quidditch, or Christmas, or knocking out mountain trolls... he would never, ever forget tonight.
It was a bit late to repair the damage, but Harry swore to himself not to meddle in things that weren't his business from now on. He'd had it with sneaking around and spying. He felt so ashamed of himself that he went to Wood and offered to resign from the Quidditch team.
Ron followed right away. He landed, sprawled next to Harry.
"Dunno, some sort of plant thing. I suppose it's here to break the fall. Come on, Hermione!"
"What are you three doing inside?"