Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

Beauxbatons and Durmstrang

           Shewasevidentlystillfuriousabouthislackofgratitudethepreviousnight.Intheend,itwasHarrysuggestingshemightbetootired,andthatperhapshewouldaskRontoborrowPigwidgeon,thatmadeherstickoutherlegandallowhimtotiethelettertoit.

           "Justfindhim,allright?"Harrysaid,strokingherbackashecarriedheronhisarmtooneoftheholesinthewall."Beforethedementorsdo."

           Shenippedhisfinger,perhapsratherharderthanshewouldordinarilyhavedone,buthootedsoftlyinareassuringsortofwayallthesame.Thenshespreadherwingsandtookoffintothesunrise.Harrywatchedherflyoutofsightwiththefamiliarfeelingofuneasebackinhisstomach.HehadbeensosurethatSirius’sreplywouldalleviatehisworriesratherthanincreasingthem.

           "Thatwasalie,Harry,"saidHermionesharplyoverbreakfast,whenhetoldherandRonwhathehaddone."Youdidn’timagineyourscarhurtingandyouknowit."

           "Sowhat?"saidHarry."He’snotgoingbacktoAzkabanbecauseofme."

           "Dropit,"saidRonsharplytoHermioneassheopenedhermouthtoarguesomemore,andforonce,Hermioneheededhim,andfellsilent.

           HarrydidhisbestnottoworryaboutSiriusoverthenextcoupleofweeks.True,hecouldnotstophimselffromlookinganxiouslyaroundeverymorningwhenthepostowlsarrived,nor,lateatnightbeforehewenttosleep,preventhimselffromseeinghorriblevisionsofSirius,corneredbydementorsdownsomedarkLondonstreet,butbetweentimeshetriedtokeephismindoffhisgodfather.

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