Andrew Hated To See Her Humiliated And

Dobby Has No Master. Dobby Is A Free Elf!

Where Are You Heading, If You’ve Got The Choice?” James Lifted An Invisible Sword. “‘gryffindor, Where Dwell The Brave At Heart!’ Like My Dad.” Snape Made A Small, Disparaging Noise. James Turned On Him. “got A Problem With That?” “no,” Said Snape, Though His Slight Sneer Said Otherwise. “if You’d Rather Be Brawny Than Brainy —” “where’re You Hoping To Go, Seeing As You’re Neither?” Interjected Sirius.

Half An Hour Later, Each Of Them Had Been Given A Complicated Circular Chart, And Was Attempting To Fill In The Position Of The Planets At Their Moment Of Birth. It Was Dull Work, Requiring Much Consultation Of Timetables And Calculation Of Angles. “i’ve Got Two Neptunes Here,” Said Harry After A While, Frowning Down At His Piece Of Parchment, “that Can’t Be Right, Can It?” “aaaaah,” Said Ron, Imitating Professor Trelawney’s Mystical Whisper, “when Two Neptunes Appear In The Sky, It Is A Sure Sign That A Midget In Glasses Is Being Born, Harry . . .

I'm A Very Distracted Person.

Does It Hurt?" The Childish Question Had Escaped Harry's Lips Before He Could Stop It. "dying? Not At All," Said Sirius. "quicker And Easier Than Falling Asleep.