Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка

           "I’lltry,"saidHarry,shoulderinghisbroom."Seeyouafterthematch."

           Hehurrieddownthroughthedesertedcorridors;thewholeschoolwasoutside,eitheralreadyseatedinthestadiumorheadingdowntowardit.Hewaslookingoutofthewindowshepassed,tryingtogaugehowmuchwindtheywerefacing,whenanoiseaheadmadehimglanceupandhesawMalfoywalkingtowardhim,accompaniedbytwogirls,bothofwhomlookedsulkyandresentful.

           MalfoystoppedshortatthesightofHarry,thengaveashort,humorlesslaughandcontinuedwalking.

           "Where’reyougoing?"Harrydemanded.

           "Yeah,I’mreallygoingtotellyou,becauseit’syourbusiness,Potter,"sneeredMalfoy."You’dbetterhurryup,they’llbewaitingfortheChosenCaptain—theBoyWhoScored—whatevertheycallyouthesedays."

           Oneofthegirlsgaveanunwillinggiggle.Harrystaredather.Sheblushed.MalfoypushedpastHarryandsheandherfriendfollowedatatrot,turningthecornerandvanishingfromview.

           Harrystoodrootedonthespotandwatchedthemdisappear.Thiswasinfuriating;hewasalreadycuttingitfinetogettothematchontimeandyettherewasMalfoy,skulkingoffwhiletherestoftheschoolwasabsent:Harry’sbestchanceyetofdiscoveringwhatMalfoywasupto.Thesilentsecondstrickledpast,andHarryremainedwherehewas,frozen,gazingattheplacewhereMalfoyhadvanished...

           "Wherehaveyoubeen?"demandedGinny,asHarrysprintedintothechangingrooms.