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"
Ron
,
"
Hermione
said
,
but
in
such
a
quiet
voice
that
Ron
could
pretend
not
to
have
heard
it
over
the
loud
tattoo
the
rain
was
now
beating
on
the
tent
.
"
I
thought
you
knew
what
you
'd
signed
up
for
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
Yeah
,
I
thought
I
did
too
.
"
"
So
what
part
of
it
is
n't
living
up
to
your
expectations
?
"
asked
Harry
.
Anger
was
coming
to
his
defense
now
.
"
Did
you
think
we
'd
be
staying
in
five-star
hotels
?
Finding
a
Horcrux
every
other
day
?
Did
you
think
you
'd
be
back
to
Mummy
by
Christmas
?
"
"
We
thought
you
knew
what
you
were
doing
!
"
shouted
Ron
,
standing
up
,
and
his
words
pierced
Harry
like
scalding
knives
.
"
We
thought
Dumbledore
had
told
you
what
to
do
,
we
thought
you
had
a
real
plan
!
"
"
Ron
!
"
said
Hermione
,
this
time
clearly
audible
over
the
rain
thundering
on
the
tent
roof
,
but
again
,
he
ignored
her
.
"
Well
,
sorry
to
let
you
down
,
"
said
Harry
,
his
voice
quite
calm
even
though
he
felt
hollow
,
inadequate
.
"
I
've
been
straight
with
you
from
the
start
,
I
told
you
everything
Dumbledore
told
me
.
And
in
case
you
have
n't
noticed
,
we
've
found
one
Horcrux
--
"
"
Yeah
,
and
we
're
about
as
near
getting
rid
of
it
as
we
are
to
finding
the
rest
of
them
--
nowhere
effing
near
,
in
other
words
!
"
"
Take
off
the
locket
,
Ron
,
"
Hermione
said
,
her
voice
unusually
high
.
"
Please
take
it
off
.
You
would
n't
be
talking
like
this
if
you
had
n't
been
wearing
it
all
day
.
"
