Luck Can Only Get You So Far.

To Harry Potter — The Boy Who Lived!

Oh, That,' Said Ginny, Giggling. 'well-percy's Got A Girlfriend.' Fred Dropped A Stack Of Books On George's Head. 'what?' 'it's That Ravenclaw Prefect, Penelope Clearwater,' Said Ginny. 'that's Who He Was Writing To All Last Summer. He's Been Meeting Her All Over The School In Secret. I Walked In On Them Kissing In An Empty Classroom One Day. He Was So Upset When She Was-you Know-attacked. You Won't Tease Him, Will You?' She Added Anxiously. 'wouldn't Dream Of It,' Said Fred, Who Was Looking Like His Birthday Had Come Early.

How’s Norbert Doin’?” Norbert?” Charlie Laughed. “the Norwegian Ridgeback? We Call Her Norberta Now.” Wha—norbert’s A Girl?

Of All The Subjects On This Planet, I Think My Parents Would Have Been Hard Put To Name One Less Useful Than Greek Mythology To Securing The Keys To An Executive Bathroom.

Finally, The Truth. Lying With His Face Pressed Into The Dusty Carpet Of The Office Where He Had Once Thought He Was Learning The Secrets Of Victory, Harry Understood At Last That He Was Not Supposed To Survive.