Гарри Поттер и тайная комната

           "Hermione,weknowMillicentBulstrode’sugly,noone’sgoingtoknowit’syou—" 

           "No-really-Idon’tthinkI’llcome.Youtwohurryup,you’rewastingtime—" 

           HarrylookedatRon,bewildered. 

           "ThatlooksmorelikeGoyle,"saidRon."That’showhelookseverytimeateacheraskshimaquestion." 

           "Hermione,areyouokay?"saidHarrythroughthedoor. 

           "Fine-I’mfine-goon—" 

           Harrylookedathiswatch.Fiveoftheirprecioussixtyminuteshadalreadypassed. 

           "We’llmeetyoubackhere,allright?"hesaid. 

           HarryandRonopenedthedoorofthebathroomcarefully,checkedthatthecoastwasclear,andsetoff. 

           "Don’tswingyourarmslikethat,"HarrymutteredtoRon. 

           "Eh?" 

           "Crabbeholdsthemsortofstiff..." 

           "How’sthis?" 

           "Yeah,that’sbetter..." 

           Theywentdownthemarblestaircase. AlltheyneedednowwasaSlytherinthattheycouldfollowtotheSlytherincommonroom,buttherewasnobodyaround. 

           "Anyideas?"mutteredHarry. 

           "TheSlytherinsalwayscomeuptobreakfastfromoverthere,"saidRon,noddingattheentrancetothedungeons. Thewordshadbarelylefthismouthwhenagirlwithlong,curlyhairemergedfromtheentrance. 

           "Excuseme,"saidRon,hurryinguptoher."We’veforgottenthewaytoourcommonroom." 

           "Ibegyourpardon?"saidthegirlstiffly."Ourcommonroom? I’maRavenclaw." 

           Shewalkedaway,lookingsuspiciouslybackatthem.