It Was Not, After All, So Easy

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And As She Jogged Out Of Sight, They Could Hear Her Muttering, "tentacula. Devil's Snare. And Snargaluff Pods. Yes, I'd Like To See Death Eaters Fighting Those.

Naturally Shirley Had Known, As They Slid Stock Words And Phrases Back And Forth Between Them Like Beads On An Abacus, That Howard Must Be As Brimful Of Ecstasy As She Was; But To Express These Feelings Out Loud, When The News Of Death Was Still Fresh In The Air, Would Have Been Tantamount To Dancing Naked And Shrieking Obscenities, And Howard And Shirley Were Clothed, Always, In An Invisible Layer Of Decorum That They Never Laid Aside.

Severus Snape Wasn't Yours," Said Harry. "snape Was Dumbledores, Dumbledores From The Moment You Started Hunting Down My Mother.

Sometimes Ideas Just Come To Me. Other Times I Have To Sweat And Almost Bleed To Make Ideas Come. It's A Mysterious Process, But I Hope I Never Find Out Exactly How It Works.