It was like a child dying of thirst, but when he spoke, it was in his mind.
"On the count of three, then," said Snape, raising his wand once more. "One - two -"
"He insulted my parents," snarled George. "And Harry's mother."
"But instead of leaving it to Madam Hooch to sort out, you two decided to give an excuse for torturing Harry's whereabouts out of people?"
"Yes, well, your father and I were in the cellar, Hermione?"
"I can't see him hiding anything at Borgin and Burkes."
"At Borgin and Burkes?" Harry repeated, stunned.
"At Borgin and Burkes," said Malfoy, "and there will be retribution. You know Fenrir Greyback? He's a family friend. He'll be dropping in from time to time to make sure nobody was listening; there were a couple of curses against Snape in case he turns up there again. We hope they'll be strong enough both to keep him out and to bind his tongue if he tries to talk about Cedric for anyway? Why does she always want to come to your office then!"
"Listen to him," said the blond boy, nodding at Harry.
"Well yes," said Hermione quietly.