Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
After the burial
"Hagridwasn’ttalkingaboutyoursinging,"saidHarryquietly."Hewastalkingaboutmymumanddaddying."
"Oh,"saidSlughorn,repressingalargebelch."Ohdear.Yes,thatwas—wasterribleindeed.Terrible...terrible..."
Helookedquiteatalossforwhattosay,andresortedtorefillingtheirmugs.
"Idon’t—don’tsupposeyourememberit,Harry?"heaskedawkwardly.
"No—well,Iwasonlyonewhentheydied,"saidHarry,hiseyesontheflameofthecandleflickeringinHagrid’sheavysnores."ButI’vefoundoutprettymuchwhathappenedsince.Mydaddiedfirst.Didyouknowthat?"
"I—Ididn’t,"saidSlughorninahushedvoice.
"Yeah...Voldemortmurderedhimandthensteppedoverhisbodytowardmymum,"saidHarry.
Slughorngaveagreatshudder,buthedidnotseemabletotearhishorrifiedgazeawayfromHarry’sface.
"Hetoldhertogetoutoftheway,"saidHarryremorselessly."Hetoldmesheneedn’thavedied.Heonlywantedme.Shecouldhaverun."
"Ohdear,"breathedSlughorn."Shecouldhave...sheneedn’t...that’sawful..."
"Itis,isn’tit?"saidHarry,inavoicebarelymorethanawhisper."Butshedidn’tmove.Dadwasalreadydead,butshedidn’twantmetogotoo.ShetriedtopleadwithVoldemort...buthejustlaughed...."
"That’senough!"saidSlughornsuddenly,raisingashakinghand."Really,mydearboy,enough...I’manoldman...Idon’tneedtohear...Idon’twanttohear..."
"Iforgot,"liedHarry,FelixFelicisleadinghimon.
