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Gilderoy was awakened by the Healers’ shouts of joy. He got up as eager as a kid on Christmas morning, enthralled by the cheering atmosphere, but only when he saw the flashes he finally understood.
That party was for him.
He rushed to his bed neighbor, who was looking around perplexed, and shook her with excitement.
“Come on!” he said, pulling her hand to get her up. He lead her to the window, then stood up straight, putting an arm over her shoulder. “Smile, Alice! They’re taking our pictures!”
He run a hand through his hair and made sure to offer to the flashes his best profile, showing all his perfect teeth.
When they’d taken enough pictures he got back to his bed, and he then grabbed an autographed photograph from his stack on the bedside table.
“Here, my dear!” he said, offering it to Alice.
She smiled sheepishly and took the card.
Gilderoy moved toward Frank to give him a photograph as well, but Alice tugged his sleeve to drag him to her bed, offering him the wrapper of a Drooble’s Best Blowing Gum.