f
those times.”
he turned and tered bato the depths of the forest,
leaving harry shivering behind him.
ron had fallehe dark , waiting for
them to retured something about quidditch fouls when
harry roughly shook him awake. in a matter of seds, though,
he was wide-eyed as harry began to tell him and hermio had
happe.
harry t sit do and down in front of the
fire. he was still shaking.
”she stone for voldemort... as waiting
i... and all this time we thought s wao
get rich....”
”stop saying the name!” said ron in a terrified whisper, as if
he thought voldemort could hear them.
harry wasnt listening.
”fire he shouldnt have done so.... bane was
furious... he was talking ab las
say is going to happe show that voldemorts ing
bae thinks firenze should have let voldemort kill me.... i
suppose thats writtears as well.”
”will you stop saying the name!” ron hissed.
”so all ive got to wait for noe to steal the stone,”
harry went on feverishly, ”the will be able to e and
finish me off... well, i suppose banell be happy.”
hermione lhte she had a word of fort.
”harry, everyone says dumbledores the only one you-know-who
was ever afraid of with dumbledore around, you-knoont
touyway, who says the taurs are right? it sounds like
fortuo me, and prall says thats a very
impreagic.”
the sky had tur before they stopped talki
to bed exhausted, their throats sore. but the nights surprises
werent over.
ulled back his sheets, he found his invisibility
cloak folded ly uhem. there i:
just in case.
chapter sixteen