Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

A Place To Hide

           "Oh,I’msosorry,"hissedHermione,andasshedraggedthewaitressoutofsightofthewindows,HarryheardhermutterasuggestionastowhereRoncouldstickhiswandinstead.

           Oncethecaféwasrestoredtoitspreviouscondition,theyheavedtheDeathEatersbackintotheirboothandproppedthemupfacingeachother.

           "Buthowdidtheyfindus?"Hermioneasked,lookingfromoneinertmantotheother."Howdidtheyknowwherewewere?"

           SheturnedtoHarry.

           "Youyoudon’tthinkyou’vestillgotyourTraceonyou,doyou,Harry?"

           "Hecan’thave,"saidRon."TheTracebreaksatseventeen,that’sWizardinglaw,youcan’tputitonanadult."

           "Asfarasyouknow,"saidHermione."WhatiftheDeathEatershavefoundawaytoputitonaseventeen-year-old?"

           "ButHarryhasn’tbeennearaDeathEaterinthelasttwenty-fourhours.Who’ssupposedtohaveputaTracebackonhim?"

           Hermionedidnotreply.Harryfeltcontaminated,tainted:WasthatreallyhowtheDeathEatershadfoundthem?

           "IfIcan’tusemagic,andyoucan’tusemagicnearme,withoutusgivingawayourposition—"hebegan.

           "We’renotsplittingup!"saidHermionefirmly.

           "Weneedasafeplacetohide,"saidRon."Giveustimetothinkthingsthrough."

           "GrimmauldPlace,"saidHarry.

           Theothertwogaped.

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