Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

Malfoy Manor

           Harrysquintedaroundthroughthedarkness.Thereseemedtobeacottageashortwayawayunderthewidestarrysky,andhethoughthesawmovementoutsideit.

           "Dobby,isthisShellCottage?"hewhispered,clutchingthetwowandshehadbroughtfromtheMalfoys’,readytofightifheneededto."Havewecometotherightplace?Dobby?"

           Helookedaround.Thelittleelfstoodfeetfromhim.

           "DOBBY!"

           Theelfswayedslightly,starsreflectedinhiswide,shiningeyes.Together,heandHarrylookeddownatthesilverhiltoftheknifeprotrudingfromtheelf’sheavingchest.

           "DobbynoHELP!"Harrybellowedtowardthecottage,towardthepeoplemovingthere."HELP!"

           HedidnotknoworcarewhethertheywerewizardsorMuggles,friendsorfoes;allhecaredaboutwasthatadarkstainwasspreadingacrossDobby’sfront,andthathehadstretchedouthisownarmstoHarrywithalookofsupplication.Harrycaughthimandlaidhimsidewaysonthecoolgrass.

           "Dobby,no,don’tdie,don’tdie"

           Theelf’seyesfoundhim,andhislipstrembledwiththeefforttoformwords.

           "Harry…Potter…"

           Andthenwithalittleshuddertheelfbecamequitestill,andhiseyeswerenothingmorethangreatglassyorbs,sprinkledwithlightfromthestarstheycouldnotsee.

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