"I don’t know," Harry admitted, voice barely more than a whisper —a hoarse, ragged whisper. "Malfoy I have no bloody idea why I’m so scared. It’s not like it’s Quirrell. Everyone’s eyes are on him this time. And a little antagonising from the Hufflepuffs shouldn’t have me riled up like this. Even my magicks are worried and I don’t know why. They’re scared too." 