Harry had been wrong before, about going to hell that is. He'd just realized that he was not, in fact, destined for the deep pits, nor been given a one way ticket to the bowels of Beelzebub, nor journeying on some sort of cross country automotive transit network bound for Dante's Inferno.

No, see, you can't be going to hell when you're already there to begin with.

"I..."

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"Look..."

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"Um...the thing is...have either of you played a video game?"