I'm Not A Billionaire, What A Tragedy.

When In Doubt, Go To The Library.

Are You Planning To Follow A Career In Magical Law, Miss Granger?” Asked Scrimgeour. “no, I’m Not,” Retorted Hermione. “i’m Hoping To Do Some Good In The World!

I Would Be A Liar If I Said I Don't Care [about My Appearance]; Yes, I Care. I Found It Very Difficult, When I First Became Well Known, To Read Criticism About How I Look, How Messy My Hair Was, And How Generally Unkempt I Look. The Nastiest Thing Ever Written Was Written By A Man, And I Do Remember That. I Wasn't Looking For It Either, It Was Just Simply In The Newspaper I Was Reading.

What Do We Want To Be Prefects For?” Said George, Looking Revolted At The Very Idea. “it’d Take All The Fun Out Of Life.

Was It Love When Somebody Filled A Space In Your Life That Yawned Inside You, Once They Had Gone?