Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка

           Thebedroomdoorflewopenagain,andHarryinstinctivelyyankedthebedcoversuptohischinsohardthatHermioneandGinnyslidoffthebedontothefloor.

           Ayoungwomanwasstandinginthedoorway,awomanofsuchbreathtakingbeautythattheroomseemedtohavebecomestrangelyairless.Shewastallandwillowywithlongblondehairandappearedtoemanateafaint,silveryglow.Tocompletethisvisionofperfection,shewascarryingaheavilyladenbreakfasttray.

           "’Arry,"shesaidinathroatyvoice."Eet’asbeentoolong!"

           Asshesweptoverthethresholdtowardhim,Mrs.Weasleywasrevealed,bobbingalonginherwake,lookingrathercross.

           "Therewasnoneedtobringupthetray,Iwasjustabouttodoitmyself!"

           "Eetwasnotrouble,"saidFleurDelacour,settingthetrayacrossHarry’skneesandthenswoopingtokisshimoneachcheek:hefelttheplaceswherehermouthhadtouchedhimburn."I’avebeenlongingtosee’im.Youremembermyseester,Gabrielle?Sheneverstopstalkingabout’ArryPotter.Shewillbedelightedtoseeyouagain."

           "Oh...issheheretoo?"Harrycroaked.

           "No,no,sillyboy,"saidFleurwithatinklinglaugh,"Imeannextsummer,whenwe...butdoyounotknow?"

           HergreatblueeyeswidenedandshelookedreproachfullyatMrs.Weasley,whosaid,"Wehadn’tgotaroundtotellinghimyet."

           FleurturnedbacktoHarry,swinginghersilverysheetofhairsothatitwhippedMrs.Weasleyacrosstheface.

           "BillandIaregoingtobemarried!"

           "Oh,"saidHarryblankly.HecouldnothelpnoticinghowMrs.