I'll Fix It Up With Mum And

Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, And Prongs,” Sighed George, Patting The Heading Of The Map. “we Owe Them So Much.” “noble Men, Working Tirelessly To Help A New Generation Of Law-breakers,” Said Fred Solemnly.

The Moment You Are Old Enough To Take The Wheel, Responsibility Lies With You.

Silence Fell Between The Four Of Them As They Looked Up At The Sky. There Was No Sign Of Movement, The Stars Stared Back, Unblinking, Indifferent, Unobscured By Flying Friends. Where Was Ron? Where Were Fred And Mr Weasley? Where Were Bill, Fleur, Tonks, Mad Eye, Mundungus?

Even If I Could, I Wouldn't. Scars Can Come In Handy. I Have One Myself Above My Left Knee That Is A Perfect Map Of The London Underground.

There's The Silver Lining I've Been Looking For.