Excuse Me, Are You The Imprint Of

Get Up, You Useless Lump, Get Up!

Only One Thing Mattered: This Was Not A Horcrux. Dumbledore Had Weakened Himself By Drinking That Horrible Potion For Nothing. Harry Crumpled The Parchment In His Hand And His Eyes Burned With Tears As Behind Him Fang Began To Howl.

I Always Advise Children Who Ask Me For Tips On Being A Writer To Read As Much As They Possibly Can. Jane Austen Gave A Young Friend The Same Advice, So I'm In Good Company There.

Hermione: You! You Foul, Loathsome, Evil Little Cocroach! Ron: Hermione, No! He's No Worth It.

Yeah You Can Have A Word," Said Harry Savagely. "good-bye.