For Some To Love You, Some Must

Finally, The Truth. Lying With His Face Pressed Into The Dusty Carpet Of The Office Where He Had Once Thought He Was Learning The Secrets Of Victory, Harry Understood At Last That He Was Not Supposed To Survive.

I Took A Wrong Turn On The Way To The Bathroom And Found Myself In A Beautifully Proportioned Room I Had Never Seen Before, Containing A Really Rather Magnificent Collection Of Chamberpots. When I Went Back To Investigate More Closely, I Discovered That The Room Had Vanished. But I Must Keep An Eye Out For It. Possibly It Is Only Accessible At Five Thirty In The Morning. Or It May Only Appear At The Quarter Moon - Or When The Seeker Has An Exceptionally Full Bladder.

It Was As If Snape Had Started Handing Out Sweets.

Is 'fat' Really The Worst Thing A Human Being Can Be? Is 'fat' Worse Than 'vindictive', 'jealous', 'shallow', 'vain', 'boring' Or 'cruel'? Not To Me.

I Know What You Are Known As . . . But To Me, You Will Always Be Tom Riddle. It Is One Of The Irritating Things About Old Teachers. I Am Afraid That They Never Quite Forget Their Charges’ Youthful Beginnings.