Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           "OfcourseIdid,"saidHermioneinastrangelyhigh-pitchedvoice,notlookingup."AndI’mverygladwewon,andIthinkyoudidreallywell,butIneedtoreadthisbyMonday."

           "Comeon,Hermione,comeandhavesomefood,"Harrysaid,lookingoveratRonandwonderingwhetherhewasinagoodenoughmoodtoburythehatchet.

           "Ican’t,Harry.I’vestillgotfourhundredandtwenty-twopagestoread!"saidHermione,nowsoundingslightlyhysterical."Anyway..."SheglancedoveratRontoo."Hedoesn’twantmetojoinin."

           Therewasnoarguingwiththis,asRonchosethatmomenttosayloudly,"IfScabbershadn’tjustbeeneaten,hecouldhavehadsomeofthoseFudgeFlies.Heusedtoreallylikethem—"

           Hermioneburstintotears.BeforeHarrycouldsayordoanything,shetuckedtheenormousbookunderherarm,and,stillsobbing,rantowardthestaircasetothegirls’dormitoriesandoutofsight.

           "Can’tyougiveherabreak?"HarryaskedRonquietly.

           "No,"saidRonflatly."Ifshejustactedlikeshewassorry—butshe’llneveradmitshe’swrong,Hermione.She’sstillactinglikeScabbershasgoneonvacationorsomething."

           TheGryffindorpartyendedonlywhenProfessorMcGonagallturnedupinhertartandressinggownandhairnetatoneinthemorning,toinsistthattheyallgotobed.HarryandRonclimbedthestairstotheirdormitory,stilldiscussingthematch.