Гарри Поттер и тайная комната

           "Fawkes,"saidHarry,"isn’tanordinarybird."Heturnedquicklytotheothers."We’vegottoholdontoeachother.Ginny,grabRon’shand.ProfessorLockhart—" 

           "Hemeansyou,"saidRonsharplytoLockhart. 

           "YouholdGinny’sotherhand—" 

           HarrytuckedtheswordandtheSortingHatintohisbelt,RontookholdofthebackofHarry’srobes,andHarryreachedoutandtookholdofFawkes’sstrangelyhottailfeathers. 

           Anextraordinarylightnessseemedtospreadthroughhiswholebodyandthenextsecond,inarushofwings,theywereflyingupwardthroughthepipe. HarrycouldhearLockhartdanglingbelowhim,saying,"Amazing!Amazing!Thisisjustlikemagic!" ThechillairwaswhippingthroughHarry’shair,andbeforehe’dstoppedenjoyingtheride,itwasover-allfourofthemwerehittingthewetfloorofMoaningMyrtle’sbathroom,andasLockhartstraightenedhishat,thesinkthathidthepipewasslidingbackintoplace. 

           Myrtlegoggledatthem. 

           "You’realive,"shesaidblanklytoHarry. 

           "There’snoneedtosoundsodisappointed,"hesaidgrimly,wipingflecksofbloodandslimeoffhisglasses. 

           "Oh,well...I’djustbeenthinking...ifyouhaddied,you’dhavebeenwelcometosharemytoilet,"saidMyrtle,blushingsilver. 

           "Urgh!"saidRonastheyleftthebathroomforthedark,desertedcorridoroutside."Harry!IthinkMyrtle’sgrownfondofyou!You’vegotcompetition,Ginny!" 

           ButtearswerestillfloodingsilentlydownGinny’sface.