Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The slug club
"Whydon’tyoujoinusinourcompartment?Youdon’thavetositwiththem,"sheaddedinastagewhisper,indicatingNeville’sbottom,whichwasstickingoutfromundertheseatagainashegropedaroundforTrevor,andLuna,whowasnowwearingherfreeSpectrespecs,whichgaveherthelookofademented,multicoloredowl.
"They’refriendsofmine,"saidHarrycoldly.
"Oh,"saidthegirl,lookingverysurprised."Oh.Okay."
Andshewithdrew,slidingthedoorclosedbehindher.
"Peopleexpectyoutohavecoolerfriendsthanus,"saidLuna,onceagaindisplayingherknackforembarrassinghonesty.
"Youarecool,"saidHarryshortly."NoneofthemwasattheMinistry.Theydidn’tfightwithme."
"That’saverynicethingtosay,"beamedLuna.ThenshepushedherSpectrespecsfartheruphernoseandsettleddowntoreadTheQuibbler.
"Wedidn’tfacehim,though,"saidNeville,emergingfromundertheseatwithfluffanddustinhishairandaresigned-lookingTrevorinhishand."Youdid.Youshouldhearmygrantalkaboutyou.’ThatHarryPotter’sgotmorebackbonethanthewholeMinistryofMagicputtogether!’She’dgiveanythingtohaveyouasagrandson..."
HarrylaugheduncomfortablyandchangedthesubjecttoO.W.L.resultsassoonashecould.WhileNevillerecitedhisgradesandwonderedaloudwhetherhewouldbeallowedtotakeaTransfigurationN.E.W.T.,withonlyan"Acceptable,"Harrywatchedhimwithoutreallylistening.
