Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

A Place To Hide

           "Tricky,butIthinkI’vedoneitokay;anyway,Imanagedtofiteverythingweneedinhere."Shegavethefragile-lookingbagalittleshakeanditechoedlikeacargoholdasanumberofheavyobjectsrolledaroundinsideit."Oh,damn,that’llbethebooks,"shesaid,peeringintoit,"andIhadthemallstackedbysubject....Ohwell....Harry,you’dbettertaketheInvisibilityCloak.Ron,hurryupandchange...."

           "Whendidyoudoallthis?"HarryaskedasRonstrippedoffhisrobes.

           "ItoldyouattheBurrow,I’vehadtheessentialspackedfordays,youknow,incaseweneededtomakeaquickgetaway.Ipackedyourrucksackthismorning,Harry,afteryouchanged,andputitinhere....Ijusthadafeeling...."

           "You’reamazing,youare,"saidRon,handingherhisbundled-uprobes.

           "Thankyou,"saidHermione,managingasmallsmileasshepushedtherobesintothebag."Please,Harry,getthatCloakon!"

           HarrythrewtheInvisibilityCloakaroundhisshouldersandpulleditupoverhishead,vanishingfromsight.Hewasonlyjustbeginningtoappreciatewhathadhappened.

           "Theotherseveryoneatthewedding—"

           "Wecan’tworryaboutthatnow,"whisperedHermione."It’syouthey’reafter,Harry,andwe’lljustputeveryoneinevenmoredangerbygoingback."

           "She’sright,"saidRon,whoseemedtoknowthatHarrywasabouttoargue,evenifhecouldnotseehisface."MostoftheOrderwasthere,they’lllookaftereveryone."

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