He felt his heart pounding fiercely in his chest. How strange that in his dread of death, it pumped all the harder, valiantly keeping him alive. But it would have to stop, and soon. Its beats were numbered. How many would there be time for, as he rose and walked through the castle for the last time, out into the grounds and into the forest?
J. K. RowlingI love you, Hermione,โ said Ron, sinking back, rubbing his eyes wearily. Hermione turned faintly pink, but merely said, โDonโt let Lavender hear you saying that.โ โI wonโt,โ said Ron into his hands. โOr maybe I will . . . then sheโll ditch me . . .
J. K. RowlingLee Jordan was finding it difficult not to take sides. 'So โ after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating โ' 'Jordan!' growled Professor McGonagall. 'I mean after that open and revolting foul โ' 'Jordan, I'm warning you โ' 'All right, all right. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor Seeker, which could happen to anyone, I'm sure, so a penalty to Gryffindor, taken by Spinnet, who puts it away, no trouble, and we continue play, Gryffindor still in possession.
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