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This
seemed
an
odd
comment
to
make
about
Ron
's
mother
.
Starting
to
feel
that
he
was
missing
something
,
Harry
said
,
"
Who
are
you
...
?
"
But
his
question
was
answered
before
he
could
finish
it
.
The
bedroom
door
flew
open
again
,
and
Harry
instinctively
yanked
the
bedcovers
up
to
his
chin
so
hard
that
Hermione
and
Ginny
slid
off
the
bed
onto
the
floor
.
A
young
woman
was
standing
in
the
doorway
,
a
woman
of
such
breathtaking
beauty
that
the
room
seemed
to
have
become
strangely
airless
.
She
was
tall
and
willowy
with
long
blonde
hair
and
appeared
to
emanate
a
faint
,
silvery
glow
.
To
complete
this
vision
of
perfection
,
she
was
carrying
a
heavily
laden
breakfast
tray
.
"
'
Arry
,
"
she
said
in
a
throaty
voice
.
"
Eet
'
as
been
too
long
!
"
As
she
swept
over
the
threshold
toward
him
,
Mrs.
Weasley
was
revealed
,
bobbing
along
in
her
wake
,
looking
rather
cross
.
"
There
was
no
need
to
bring
up
the
tray
,
I
was
just
about
to
do
it
myself
!
"
"
Eet
was
no
trouble
,
"
said
Fleur
Delacour
,
setting
the
tray
across
Harry
's
knees
and
then
swooping
to
kiss
him
on
each
cheek
:
he
felt
the
places
where
her
mouth
had
touched
him
burn
.
"
I
'
ave
been
longing
to
see
'
im
.
You
remember
my
seester
,
Gabrielle
?
She
never
stops
talking
about
'
Arry
Potter
.
She
will
be
delighted
to
see
you
again
.
"
"
Oh
...
is
she
here
too
?
"
Harry
croaked
.
"
No
,
no
,
silly
boy
,
"
said
Fleur
with
a
tinkling
laugh
,
"
I
mean
next
summer
,
when
we
...
but
do
you
not
know
?
"
