Daddy's Gone Mad, Hasn't He?

Your Great Puddin' Of A Son Don' Need Fattin' Anymore Dursley, Don't Worry

I Always Have A Basic Plot Outline, But I Like To Leave Some Things To Be Decided While I Write.

I Think That Emotionally, I've Probably Felt A Little Bit More Balanced When I Started Writing Again.

And Do I Look Like The Kind Of Man That Can Be Intimidated?" Barked Uncle Vernon. "well..." Said Moody, Pushing Back His Bowler Hat To Reveal His Sinisterly Revolving Eye. Uncle Vernon Lept Backward In Horror And Collided Painfully With A Luggage Trolley. "yes, I'd Have To Say You Do, Dursley.

Where Is Wood?" Said Harry, Suddenly Realizing He Wasn't There. "still In The Showers," Said Fred. "we Think He's Trying To Drown Himself.