Friday, November 14, 2008

Leonardo da Vinci Lady With An Ermine painting

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wands raised, and heard both of them shout, "Protego!", a cry that was echoed on all sides –

   "Ron! Ron!" Hermione called, half sobbing as she and Harry were buffered by terrified guests: Harry seized her hand to make sure they weren't separated as a streak of light whizzed over their heads, whether a protective charm or something more sinister he did not know –

   And then Ron was there. He caught hold of Hermione's free arm, and Harry felt her turn on the spot; sight and sound were extinguished as darkness pressed in upon him; all he could feel was Hermione's hand as he was squeezed through space and time, away from the Burrow, away from the descending Death Eaters, away, perhaps, from Voldemort himself. . . .

"Where are we?" said Ron's voice.
   Harry opened his eyes. For a ; They still seemed to be surrounded by

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