|“|| Harry could smell salt and hear rushing waves; a light, chilly breeze ruffled his hair as he looked out at moonlit sea and star-strewn sky. He was standing upon a high outcrop of dark rock, water foaming and churning below him. He glanced over his shoulder. A towering cliff stood behind, a sheer drop, black and faceless. A few large chunks of rock, such as the one upon which Harry and Dumbledore were standing, looked as though they had broken away from the cliff face at some point in the past. It was a bleak, harsh view; the sea and the rock unrelieved by any tree or sweep of grass or sand.
‘What do you think?’ asked Dumbledore. He might have been asking Harry’s opinion on whether it was a good site for a picnic.
‘They brought the kids from the orphanage here?’ asked Harry, who could not imagine a less cosy spot for a daytrip.
|Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince|
|Sectumsempra||The Seer Overheard||The Cave||The Lightning-Struck Tower||The Flight of the Prince|