Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Dark Lord Ascending

           ToMalfoy’sleft,hiswifemadeanodd,stiffnod,hereyesavertedfromVoldemortandthesnake.Tohisright,hisson,Draco,whohadbeengazingupattheinertbodyoverhead,glancedquicklyatVoldemortandawayagain,terrifiedtomakeeyecontact.

           "MyLord,"saidadarkwomanhalfwaydownthetable,hervoiceconstrictedwithemotion,"itisanhonortohaveyouhere,inourfamily’shouse.Therecanbenohigherpleasure."

           Shesatbesidehersister,asunlikeherinlooks,withherdarkhairandheavilyliddedeyes,asshewasinbearinganddemeanor;whereNarcissasatrigidandimpassive,BellatrixleanedtowardVoldemort,formerewordscouldnotdemonstrateherlongingforcloseness.

           "Nohigherpleasure,"repeatedVoldemort,hisheadtiltedalittletoonesideasheconsideredBellatrix."Thatmeansagreatdeal,Bellatrix,fromyou."

           Herfacefloodedwithcolor;hereyeswelledwithtearsofdelight.

           "MyLordknowsIspeaknothingbutthetruth!"

           "Nohigherpleasure...evencomparedwiththehappyeventthat,Ihear,hastakenplaceinyourfamilythisweek?"

           Shestaredathim,herlipsparted,evidentlyconfused.

           "Idon’tknowwhatyoumean,myLord."

           "I’mtalkingaboutyourniece,Bellatrix.Andyours,LuciusandNarcissa.Shehasjustmarriedthewerewolf,RemusLupin.Youmustbesoproud."

           Therewasaneruptionofjeeringlaughterfromaroundthetable.Manyleanedforwardtoexchangegleefullooks;afewthumpedthetablewiththeirfists.

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