Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
Spinner’s End
Leavemealone!"
ThewomannamedNarcissagainedthetopofthebank,wherealineofoldrailingsseparatedtheriverfromanarrow,cobbledstreet.Theotherwoman,Bella,followedatonce.Sidebysidetheystoodlookingacrosstheroadattherowsandrowsofdilapidatedbrickhouses,theirwindowsdullandblindinthedarkness.
"Heliveshere?"askedBellainavoiceofcontempt."Here?InthisMuggledunghill?Wemustbethefirstofourkindevertosetfoot—"
ButNarcissawasnotlistening;shehadslippedthroughagapintherustyrailingsandwasalreadyhurryingacrosstheroad.
"Cissy,wait!"
Bellafollowed,hercloakstreamingbehind,andsawNarcissadartingthroughanalleybetweenthehousesintoasecond,almostidenticalstreet.Someofthestreetlampswerebroken;thetwowomenwererunningbetweenpatchesoflightanddeepdarkness.Thepursuercaughtupwithherpreyjustassheturnedanothercorner,thistimesucceedingincatchingholdofherarmandswingingheraroundsothattheyfacedeachother.
"Cissy,youmustnotdothis,youcan’ttrusthim—"
"TheDarkLordtrustshim,doesn’the?"
"TheDarkLordis...Ibelieve...mistaken,"Bellapanted,andhereyesgleamedmomentarilyunderherhoodasshelookedaroundtocheckthattheywereindeedalone."Inanycase,weweretoldnottospeakoftheplantoanyone.ThisisabetrayaloftheDarkLord’s—"
"Letgo,Bella!"snarledNarcissa,andshedrewawandfrombeneathhercloak,holdingitthreateninglyintheother’sface.Bellamerelylaughed.
