Harry looked around to check that Hermione and Amelia were well out of earshot. 

"Okay," he said. "But I'm taking the Invisibility Cloak this time." 

On Saturday morning, Harry packed his Invisibility Cloak in his bag, slipped the Marauder's Map into his pocket, and went down to breakfast with everyone else. Hermione kept shooting suspicious looks down the table at him, but he avoided her eye and was careful to let her see him walking back up the marble staircase in the entrance hall as everybody else proceeded to the front doors. 

"'Bye!" Harry called to Ron. "See you when you get back!" 

Ron grinned and winked. 

Harry hurried up to the third floor, slipping the Marauder's Map out of his pocket as he went. Crouching behind the one-eyed witch, he smoothed it out. A tiny dot was moving in his direction. Harry squinted at it. The minuscule writing next to it read Neville Longbottom. 

Harry quickly pulled out his wand, muttered, "Dissendium!" and shoved his bag into the statue, but before he could climb in himself, Neville came around the corner. 

"Harry! I forgot you weren't going to Hogsmeade either!" 

"Hi, Neville," said Harry, moving swiftly away from the statue and pushing the map back into his pocket. "What are you up to?"

 "Nothing," shrugged Neville. "Want a game of Exploding Snap?"

 "Er -- not now -- I was going to go to the library and do that vampire essay for Lupin --" 

"I'll come with you!" said Neville brightly. I haven't done it either!" 

"Er -- hang on -- yeah, I forgot, I finished it last night!" 

"Great, you can help me!" said Neville, his round face anxious. "I don't understand that thing about the garlic at all -- do they have to eat it,