I'm A Very Distracted Person.

You Can't Give A Dementor The Old One-two!

No Story Lives Unless Someone Wants To Listen. So Thank You, All Of You.

All Those Poor Elves I Haven’t Set Free Yet, Having To Stay Over During Christmas Because There Aren’t Enough Hats!

How're We Getting To King's Cross Tomorrow, Dad?" Asked Fred As They Dug Into A Sumptuous Pudding. "the Ministry's Providing A Couple Of Cars," Said Mr. Weasley. Everyone Looked Up At Him. "why?" Said Percy Curiously. "it's Because Of You, Perce," Said George Seriously. "and There'll Be Little Flags On The Hoods, With Hb On Them-" "-for Humongous Bighead," Said Fred.

From Now On, I Don't Care If My Tea Leaves Spell 'die, Ron, Die,' I'm Chucking Them In The Bin Where They Belong.