Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Wedding

           Next,apoolofmoltengoldspreadfromthecenterofthetenttoformagleamingdancefloor;thehoveringchairsgroupedthemselvesaroundsmall,white-clothedtables,whichallfloatedgracefullybacktoeartharoundit,andthegolden-jacketedbandtroopedtowardapodium.

           "Smooth,"saidRonapprovinglyasthewaiterspoppeduponallsides,somebearingsilvertraysofpumpkinjuice,butterbeer,andfirewhisky,otherstotteringpilesoftartsandsandwiches.

           "Weshouldgoandcongratulatethem!"saidHermione,standingontiptoetoseetheplacewhereBillandFleurhadvanishedamidacrowdofwell-wishers.

           "We’llhavetimelater,"shruggedRon,snatchingthreebutterbeersfromapassingtrayandhandingonetoHarry."Hermione,cophold,let’sgrabatable....Notthere!NowherenearMuriel"

           Ronledthewayacrosstheemptydancefloor,glancingleftandrightashewent:HarryfeltsurethathewaskeepinganeyeoutforKrum.Bythetimetheyhadreachedtheothersideofthemarquee,mostofthetableswereoccupied:TheemptiestwastheonewhereLunasatalone.

           "Allrightifwejoinyou?"askedRon.

           "Ohyes,"shesaidhappily."Daddy’sjustgonetogiveBillandFleurourpresent."

           "Whatisit,alifetime’ssupplyofGurdyroots?"askedRon.

           Hermioneaimedakickathimunderthetable,butcaughtHarryinstead.Eyeswateringinpain,Harrylosttrackoftheconversationforafewmoments.

           Thebandhadbeguntoplay.BillandFleurtooktothedancefloorfirst,togreatapplause;afterawhile,Mr.

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