At Least My Happiness Doesn't Depend On

Oh, Come Off It,” Said Ron, Striding Over To Her And Whipping Her Results Out Of Her Hand. “yep— Ten ‘outstandings’ And One ‘exceeds Expectations’ At Defense Against The Dark Arts.” He Looked Down At Her, Half-amused, Half-exasperated. “you’re Actually Disappointed, Aren’t You?

Why Would I Go Looking For Someone I Know Wants To Kill Me?

My Daughter Jessica Said To Me Recently, Who Wasn't Sorted Into Hufflepuff, 'i Think We Should All Want To Be Hufflepuffs.' I Can Only Say To You, I Would Not Be Disappointed At All To Be In Hufflepuff. I'm A Little Upset Anyone Does Feel That Way.

Professor Trelawney: "everything Went Pitch-black And The Next Thing I Knew I Was Being Hurled Headfirst Out Of The Room!" Harry Potter: "and You Didn’t See That Coming?" Professor Trelawney: "no, As I Say It Was Pitch — ” [glares At Harry Angrily]

If Someone Asked For My Recipe For Happiness, Step One Would Be Finding Out What You Love Most In The World And Step Two Would Be Finding Someone To Pay You To Do It. I Consider Myself Very Lucky Indeed To Be Able To Support Myself By Writing.