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Mr. Weasley conjured candles: twilight was gathering, and there was more pudding ahead. By the end of dinner, night moths fluttered around the candles over the table, and the warm air was fragrant with the smell of meadow flowers and honeysuckle. Harry ate like never before and felt amazing harmony with the world around him, watching how a bunch of gnomes, bursting into uncontrollable laughter, fled through the rose bushes, pursued by Crookshanks.
Looking askance at the table and making sure that the whole family was busy talking, Ron quietly asked Harry:
"Have you heard from Sirius since that day?"
He suddenly remembered why he had decided to write this letter. And he almost told Ron and Hermione about the scar and the dream that woke him up...