While Harry had been daydreaming, the conversation turned itself to him, "Anyway, nuff’ bout’ me - what bout’ you three? I’ve had no news since I left - what ave’ I missed? And who gave you that black eye Harry?! You n’ Malfoy finally got into a fist fight?" Harry - who had been about to raise his cup of tea to his lips - froze. Ah - of course, Hagrid wouldn’t know.