to do it, he thought, there was no point hanging around. Trying with all his might not to think how the Dursleys were going to react when they found him on their doorstep six months earlier than they had expected, he strode over to his trunk, slammed the lid shut and locked it, then glanced around automatically for Hedwig before remembering that she was still at Hogwarts鈥攚ell, her cage would be one less thing to carry鈥攈e seized one end of his trunk and had dragged it halfway towards the door when a snide voice said, 鈥楻unning away, are we?鈥�
He looked around. Phineas Nigellus had appeared on the canvas of his portrait and was leaning against the frame, watching Harry with an amused expression on his face.
鈥楴ot running away, no,鈥�said Harry shortly, dragging his trunk a few more feet across the room.
鈥業 thought,鈥�said Phineas Nigellus, stroking his pointed beard, 鈥榯hat to belong in Gryffindor house you were supposed to be brave? It looks to me as though you would have been better off in my own house. We Slytherins
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