Age Is Foolish And Forgetful When It

Ron, You Know Full Well Harry And I Were Brought Up By Muggles!” Said Hermione. “we Didn’t Hear Stories Like That When We Were Little, We Heard ‘snow White And The Seven Dwarfs’ And ‘cinderella’ —” “what’s That, An Illness?” Asked Ron.

Stone Dead," Said Howard, As Though There Were Degrees Of Deadness, And The Kind That Barry Fairbrother Had Contracted Was Particularly Sordid.

Would You Like Me To [kill You] Now?" Asked Snape, His Voice Heavy With Irony. "or Would You Like A Few Moments To Compose An Epitaph?

I've Got Two Daughters Who Will Have To Make Their Way In This Skinny-obsessed World, And It Worries Me, Because I Don't Want Them To Be Empty-headed, Self-obsessed, Emaciated Clones; I'd Rather They Were Independent, Interesting, Idealistic, Kind, Opinionated, Original, Funny – A Thousand Things, Before 'thin'. And Frankly, I'd Rather They Didn't Give A Gust Of Stinking Chihuahua Flatulence Whether The Woman Standing Next To Them Has Fleshier Knees Than They Do. Let My Girls Be Hermiones, Rather Than Pansy Parkinsons. Let Them Never Be Stupid Girls.

And Death Spoke To Them —’” “sorry,” Interjected Harry, “but Death Spoke To Them?” “it’s A Fairy Tale, Harry!” “right, Sorry. Go On.