He pulled the cloak roughly from his head, and shoved it into the satchel at his hip, pulling the map free at the same time.    He unfolded it, and he had intended to hunt through it to find Draco, when something else caught his eye - it seemed like the entire school had gathered in the entrance hall. Looking closer, he found that the only dot that stood out was Umbridge’s. She was surrounded by students on all sides, but they had left a surprisingly uniform buffer between themselves and her. What was happening? This didn’t bode well. Harry tried not to run down to the entrance hall but found himself half sprinting despite himself.  