Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The Phoenix lament
"Therewillprobablybesomecontamination,Arthur,"saidLupin."Itisanoddcase,possiblyunique...wedon’tknowwhathisbehaviormightbelikewhenheawakens..."
Mrs.Weasleytookthenasty-smellingointmentfromMadamPomfreyandbegandabbingatBill’swounds.
"AndDumbledore..."saidMr.Weasley."Minerva,isittrue...ishereally...?"
AsProfessorMcGonagallnodded,HarryfeltGinnymovebesidehimandlookedather.HerslightlynarrowedeyeswerefixeduponFleur,whowasgazingdownatBillwithafrozenexpressiononherface.
"Dumbledoregone,"whisperedMr.Weasley,butMrs.Weasleyhadeyesonlyforhereldestson;shebegantosob,tearsfallingontoBill’smutilatedface.
"Ofcourse,itdoesn’tmatterhowhelooks...it’snotr-reallyimportant...buthewasaveryhandsomelittleb-bo...alwaysveryhandsome...andhewasg-goingtobemarried!"
"Andwhatdoyoumeanbyzat?"saidFleursuddenlyandloudly."Whatdoyoumean,’hewasgoingtobemarried?’"
Mrs.Weasleyraisedhertear-stainedface,lookingstartled."Well—onlythat—"
"YoutheenkBillwillnotwishtomarrymeanymore?"demandedFleur."Youtheenk,becauseofthesebites,hewillnotloveme?"
"No,that’snotwhatI—"
"Because’ewill!"saidFleur,drawingherselfuptoherfullheightandthrowingbackherlongmaneofsilverhair."ItwouldtakemorezanawerewolftostopBilllovingme!"
"Well,yes,I’msure,"saidMrs.
