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Nothing has changed. The pictures on the wall, the quilt at the end of his bed, his mum in the kitchen, framed in a halo of sunshine streaming in through the garden window, it's all the same as it was before the roaring success of Harry's new life. The only thing that's different is the boy under his arm, blue eyes and a childish smile and a tendency to fit into every nook and cranny of Harry's life.