Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Silver Doe

           Hehadsunktohisknees,hisheadinhisarms.Hewasshaking,butnot,Harryrealized,fromcold.Harrycrammedthebrokenlocketintohispocket,kneltdownbesideRon,andplacedahandcautiouslyonhisshoulder.HetookitasagoodsignthatRondidnotthrowitoff.

           "Afteryouleft,"hesaidinalowvoice,gratefulforthefactthatRon’sfacewashidden,"shecriedforaweek.Probablylonger,onlyshedidn’twantmetosee.Therewereloadsofnightswhenweneverevenspoketoeachother.Withyougone…"

           Hecouldnotfinish;itwasnowthatRonwashereagainthatHarryfullyrealizedhowmuchhisabsencehadcostthem.

           "She’slikemysister,"hewenton."IloveherlikeasisterandIreckonthatshefeelsthesamewayaboutme.It’salwaysbeenlikethat.Ithoughtyouknew."

           Rondidnotrespond,butturnedhisfaceawayfromHarryandwipedhisnosenoisilyonhissleeve.HarrygottohisfeetagainandwalkedtowhereRon’senormousrucksacklayyardsaway,discardedasRonhadruntowardthepooltosaveHarryfromdrowning.HehoisteditontohisownbackandwalkedbacktoRon,whoclamberedtohisfeetasHarryapproached,eyesbloodshotbutotherwisecomposed.

           "I’msorry,"hesaidinathickvoice."I’msorryIleft.IknowIwasaa"

           Helookedaroundatthedarkness,asifhopingabadenoughwordwouldswoopdownuponhimandclaimhim.

           "You’vesortofmadeupforittonight,"saidHarry."Gettingthesword.FinishingofftheHorcrux.Savingmylife."

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