At two the bell is still going and Mione has been on the rope for an hour and a half and has stopped being gentle about it.

MalfoidI am not going to be able to stand much more of this and I want it on the record that I said so before it happened.

MioneYou have been standing it for three hours. You said the same thing at midnight. It is the only sentence you know how to say when you are frightened.

The bell swings. The rope is taut. Malfoid's hands have been white so long they have gone the other way, and nobody has let her finish.