Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
Sectumsempra
Slippingandstaggering,HarrygottohisfeetandplungedtowardMalfoy,whosefacewasnowshiningscarlet,hiswhitehandsscrabblingathisblood-soakedchest.
"No—Ididn’t—"
Harrydidnotknowwhathewassaying;hefelltohiskneesbesideMalfoy,whowasshakinguncontrollablyinapoolofhisownblood.MoaningMyrtleletoutadeafeningscream:
"MURDER!MURDERINTHEBATHROOM!MURDER!"
ThedoorbangedopenbehindHarryandhelookedup,terrified:Snapehadburstintotheroom,hisfacelivid.PushingHarryroughlyaside,hekneltoverMalfoy,drewhiswand,andtraceditoverthedeepwoundsHarry’scursehadmade,mutteringanincantationthatsoundedalmostlikesong.Theflowofbloodseemedtoease;SnapewipedtheresiduefromMalfoy’sfaceandrepeatedhisspell.Nowthewoundsseemedtobeknitting.
Harrywasstillwatching,horrifiedbywhathehaddone,barelyawarethathetoowassoakedinbloodandwater.MoaningMyrtlewasstillsobbingandwailingoverhead.WhenSnapehadperformedhiscounter-curseforthethirdtime,hehalf-liftedMalfoyintoastandingposition.
"Youneedthehospitalwing.Theremaybeacertainamountofscarring,butifyoutakedittanyimmediatelywemightavoideventhat...come..."
HesupportedMalfoyacrossthebathroom,turningatthedoortosayinavoiceofcoldfury,"Andyou,Potter...Youwaithereforme."
ItdidnotoccurtoHarryforasecondtodisobey.Hestoodupslowly,shaking,andlookeddownatthewetfloor.Therewerebloodstainsfloatinglikecrimsonflowersacrossitssurface.
