Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Silver Doe

           "ThatmakesmesoundalotcoolerthanIwas,"Ronmumbled.

           "Stufflikethatalwayssoundscoolerthanitreallywas,"saidHarry."I’vebeentryingtotellyouthatforyears."

           Simultaneouslytheywalkedforwardandhugged,Harrygrippingthestill-soppingbackofRon’sjacket.

           "Andnow,"saidHarryastheybrokeapart,"allwe’vegottodoisfindthattentagain."

           Butitwasnotdifficult.Thoughthewalkthroughthedarkforestwiththedoehadseemedlengthy,withRonbyhisside,thejourneybackseemedtotakeasurprisinglyshorttime.HarrycouldnotwaittowakeHermione,anditwaswithquickeningexcitementthatheenteredthetent,Ronlaggingalittlebehindhim.

           Itwasgloriouslywarmafterthepoolandtheforest,theonlyilluminationthebluebellflamesstillshimmeringinabowlonthefloor.Hermionewasfastasleep,curledupunderherblankets,anddidnotmoveuntilHarryhadsaidhernameseveraltimes.

           "Hermione!"

           Shestirred,thensatupquickly,pushingherhairoutofherface.

           "What’swrong?Harry?Areyouallright?"

           "It’sokay,everything’sfine.Morethanfine,I’mgreat.There’ssomeonehere."

           "Whatdoyoumean?Who?"

           ShesawRon,whostoodthereholdingtheswordanddrippingontothethreadbarecarpet.Harrybackedintoashadowycorner,slippedoffRon’srucksack,andattemptedtoblendinwiththecanvas.

           HermioneslidoutofherbunkandmovedlikeasleepwalkertowardRon,hereyesuponhispaleface.Shestoppedrightinfrontofhim,herlipsslightlyparted,hereyeswide.

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