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   Harry’s stomach lurched with nerves and Ron, he saw, looked pale under his freckles. They crammed their pockets with the last of the sweets and joined the crowd thronging the corridor.
   The train slowed right down and finally stopped. People pushed their way toward the door and out on to a tiny, dark platform.  

speaking of the tiger dancers, this dude is my favorite

He looks so psyched to be up there, like he’s having a blast. Its great