Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The white tomb
Thebeautifulweatherseemedtomockthem;HarrycouldimaginehowitwouldhavebeenifDumbledorehadnotdied,andtheyhadhadthistimetogetherattheveryendoftheyear,Ginny’sexaminationsfinished,thepressureofhomeworklifted...andhourbyhour,heputoffsayingthethingthatheknewhemustsay,doingwhatheknewitwasrighttodo,becauseitwastoohardtoforgohisbestsourceofcomfort.
Theyvisitedthehospitalwingtwiceaday:Nevillehadbeendischarged,butBillremainedunderMadamPomfrey’scare.Hisscarswereasbadasever;intruth,henowboreadistinctresemblancetoMad-EyeMoody,thoughthankfullywithbotheyesandlegs,butinpersonalityheseemedjustthesameasever.Allthatappearedtohavechangedwasthathenowhadagreatlikingforveryraresteaks.
"...soeeteeslucky’eismarryingme,"saidFleurhappily,plumpingupBill’spillows,"becausezeBritishovercooktheirmeat,I’avealwayssaidthis."
"IsupposeI’mjustgoingtohavetoacceptthathereallyisgoingtomarryher,"sighedGinnylaterthatevening,asshe,Harry,RonandHermionesatbesidetheopenwindowoftheGryffindorcommonroom,lookingoutoverthetwilitgrounds.
"She’snotthatbad,"saidHarry."Ugly,though,"headdedhastily,asGinnyraisedhereyebrows,andsheletoutareluctantgiggle.
"Well,IsupposeifMumcanstandit,Ican."
"Anyoneelseweknowdied?"RonaskedHermione,whowasperusingtheEveningProphet.
Hermionewincedattheforcedtoughnessinhisvoice.
