Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

A Place To Hide

           Hewishedthathehadnottoldthemwhathehadseenandfelt;itmadeVoldemortmorethreatening,asthoughhewerepressingagainstthewindowoftheroom,andstillthepaininhisscarwasbuildingandhefoughtit:Itwaslikeresistingtheurgetobesick.

           HeturnedhisbackonRonandHermione,pretendingtoexaminetheoldtapestryoftheBlackfamilytreeonthewall.ThenHermioneshrieked:HarrydrewhiswandagainandspunaroundtoseeasilverPatronussoarthroughthedrawingroomwindowandlanduponthefloorinfrontofthem,whereitsolidifiedintotheweaselthatspokewiththevoiceofRon’sfather.

           "Familysafe,donotreply,wearebeingwatched."

           ThePatronusdissolvedintonothingness.Ronletoutanoisebetweenawhimperandagroananddroppedontothesofa:Hermionejoinedhim,grippinghisarm.

           "They’reallright,they’reallright!"shewhispered,andRonhalflaughedandhuggedher.

           "Harry,"hesaidoverHermione’sshoulder,"I"

           "It’snotaproblem,"saidHarry,sickenedbythepaininhishead."It’syourfamily,’courseyou’reworried.I’dfeelthesameway."HethoughtofGinny."Idofeelthesameway."

           Thepaininhisscarwasreachingapeak,burningasithaddoneinthegardenoftheBurrow.FaintlyheheardHermionesay,"Idon’twanttobeonmyown.CouldweusethesleepingbagsI’vebroughtandcampinheretonight?"

           HeheardRonagree.Hecouldnotfightthepainmuchlonger:Hehadtosuccumb

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