Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           TheFatLadyhadgoneonanighttimevisitandHermionewaslockedoutofGryffindortower. 

           "NowwhatamIgoingtodo?"sheaskedshrilly. 

           "That’syourproblem,"saidRon."We’vegottogo,we’regoingtobelate." 

           Theyhadn’tevenreachedtheendofthecorridorwhenHermionecaughtupwiththem. 

           "I’mcomingwithyou,"shesaid. 

           "Youarenot." 

           "D’youthinkI’mgoingtostandouthereandwaitforFilchtocatchme?IfhefindsallthreeofusI’lltellhimthetruth,thatIwastryingtostopyou,andyoucanbackmeup." 

           "You’vegotsomenerve—"saidRonloudly. 

           "Shutup,bothofyou!"saidHarrysharply.Iheardsomething." 

           Itwasasortofsnuffling. 

           "Mrs.Norris?"breathedRon,squintingthroughthedark. 

           Itwasn’tMrs.Norris.ItwasNeville.Hewascurleduponthefloor,fastasleep,butjerkedsuddenlyawakeastheycreptnearer. 

           "Thankgoodnessyoufoundme!I’vebeenouthereforhours,Icouldn’trememberthenewpasswordtogetintobed."