In Many, Many Ways... Hufflepuff Is My

Aunt Petunia Burst Into Tears. Hestia Jones Gave Her An Approving Look That Changed To Outrage As Aunt Petunia Ran Forward And Embraced Dudley Rather Than Harry. 's-so Sweet, Dudders...' She Sobbed Into His Massive Chest. 's-such A Lovely B-boy...s-saying Thank You...' 'but He Hadn't Said Thank You At All!' Said Hestia Indignantly. 'he Only Said He Didn't Think Harry Was A Waste Of Space!' 'yeah, But Coming From Dudley That's Like "i Love You.

Fear Of A Name Increases Fear Of The Thing Itself.

Well You Seemed Too Busy To Call Him A Prat And I Thought Someone Should.

The Happiest Man On Earth Would Be Able To Use The Mirror Of Erised Like A Normal Mirror, That Is, He Would Look Into It And See Himself Exactly As He Is. Does That Help?

Just Because You Have The Emotional Range Of A Teaspoon Doesn't Mean We All Have.