Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

The Woes of Mrs. Weasley

           ’Er...listen,I’vejustremembered,Ihaven’tpackedmy...

           Hewassparedthetroubleofinventinganobjecthehadnotpacked.Siriushadjustsaid,’What’sthatyou’vegotthere,Mad-Eye?’andMoodyhadturnedtowardshim.Harrycrossedthekitchen,slippedthroughthedoorandupthestairsbeforeanyonecouldcallhimback.

           Hedidnotknowwhyithadbeensuchashock;hehadseenpicturesofhisparentsbefore,afterall,andhehadmetWormtail...buttohavethemsprungonhimlikethat,whenhewasleastexpectingit....Noonewouldlikethat,hethoughtangrily...

           Andthen,toseethemsurroundedbyallthoseotherhappyfaces...BenjyFenwick,whohadbeenfoundinbits,andGideonPrewett,whohaddiedlikeahero,andtheLongbottoms,whohadbeentorturedintomadness...allwavinghappilyoutofthephotographforevermore,notknowingthattheyweredoomed...well,Moodymightfindthatinteresting...he,Harry,founditdisturbing....

           Harrytiptoedupthestairsinthehallpastthestuffedelf-heads,gladtobeonhisownagain,butasheapproachedthefirstlandingheheardnoises.Someonewassobbinginthedrawingroom.

           ’Hello?’Harrysaid.

           Therewasnoanswerbutthesobbingcontinued.Heclimbedtheremainingstairstwoatatime,walkedacrossthelandingandopenedthedrawing-roomdoor.

           Someonewascoweringagainstthedarkwall,herwandinherhand,herwholebodyshakingwithsobs.Sprawledonthedustyoldcarpetinapatchofmoonlight,clearlydead,wasRon.

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