Oh, Get Out Of The Way, Percy,”

This Exchange Marked The Beginning Of Mr. Malfoy's Long Campaign To Have Me Removed From My Post As Headmaster Of Hogwarts, And Of Mine To Have Him Removed From His Position As Lord Voldemort's Favorite Death Eater. My Response Prompted Several Further Letters From Mr. Malfoy, But As They Consisted Mainly Of Opprobrious Remarks On My Sanity, Parentage, And Hygiene, Their Relevance To This Commentary Is Remote.

Sirius's Gaunt Face Broke Out Into The First True Smile Harry Had Seen Upon It. The Difference It Made Was Startling, As Though A Person Ten Years Younger Were Shining Through The Starved Mask; For A Moment He Was Recognizable As The Man Who Had Laughed At Harry's Parents' Wedding.

If You’re Not In Gryffindor, We’ll Disinherit You,” Said Ron, “but No Pressure.

Giggling Should Be Made Illegal.

... You Could Claim That Anything's Real If The Only Basis For Believing In It Is That Nobody's Proved It Doesn't Exist!