honey don't feed me, i will come back (смешанная)

There was a faintly surreal, liminal quality to Grimmauld Place, Hermione realized. The windows were shuttered and the clocks were broken, so time seemed slippery and elastic and frankly unnecessary. It was as though they had stepped out of the flow of time and into some other stream of reality, where Harry and Draco were friends and Severus Snape was gentle.