Luci_Fox

“Well,” she says, voice airy, turning back to me. “What a pity for all those half-blood and Muggle-born girls that thought you would invest all that money in their happy future with you.” My heart beats in my ears, wondering if she knows how close she is to the truth. “How disappointing for them.”

“I thought you of all people knew not to believe a word of what Skeeter prints.” I smirk at her, begging her to hear me.

- Ауч, Грейнджер, ты разбила мое сердце.

She sighed, and her breath made a small circle of condensation on the cold glass of the windowpane.

Lifting a fingertip to the glass, she drew the rune thurisaz: for defense, introspection, and focus. Beside it she drew its reversal, its merkstave: for danger, defenselessness, malice, hatred, and spite.

Гермиона вздохнула, и ее дыхание образовало небольшой круг конденсата на холодном стекле окна.

Поднеся кончик пальца к стеклу, она нарисовала руну турисаз для защиты, самоанализа и фокусировки. Рядом с ней Гермиона нарисовала ее обратную сторону меркстав - опасность, враждебность, беззащитность, ненависть и злобу.