the boy lifted the lid of a box in his arms, and the people

around him shrieked and yelled as something i a long,

hairy leg.

harry pressed h the til he fouy

ehe erai hedwig i

aed to shove arunk toward the train

door. he tried to lift it up the steps but could hardly raise one

end and twice he dropped it painfully on his foot.

”want a hand?” it was ohe red-haired twins hed followed

through the barrier.

”yes, please,” harry panted.

”oy, fred! cmere and help!”

with the twins help, harrys trunk was at last tucked away in

a partment.

”thanks,” said harry, pushiy hair out of his eyes.

”whats that?” said owins suddenly, pointing at

harrys lightning scar.

”blimey,” said the other twin. ”are you

”he is,” said the first twi you?” he added to harry.

”what?” said harry.

”harry potter, ”chorused the twins.

”oh, him,” said harry. ”i mean, yes, i am.”

the two boys gawked at him, and harry felt himself turning

red. then, to his relief, a voice came floating in through the

trains open door.

”fred? gee? are you there?”

”.”

with a last look at harry, the twihe train.

harry sat dowhe here, half hidden, he could

watch the red-haired family oform ahey were

sayiher had just taken out her handkerchief.

”ron, youve got something on your nose.”

the youried to jerk out of the way, but she grabbed

him and began rubbing the end of his nose.

”mom -- gerled free.

”aaah, has iie got somefink on his nosie?” said one

of the twins.

”shut up,” said ron.

”wheres percy?” said their mother.