When they were down to just Harry, Draco, Lavender and Parvati, the door to the Room of Requirement flew open with an almighty bang. Harry whipped his head over his shoulder, and for a split second, Harry and time seemed to freeze. Crabbe was stood in the door, his meaty hands clenched into tight fists down by his sides. He was panting, his face relaxed into his usual stupid expression. When his eyes met Harry’s though, he grinned.