Prongs Rode Again Last Night... You Know,

I Have Never Been Remotely Ashamed Of Having Been Depressed. Never. What's To Be Ashamed Of? I Went Through A Really Rough Time And I Am Quite Proud That I Got Out Of That.

A Wrackspurt . . . They’re Invisible. They Float In Through Your Ears And Make Your Brain Go Fuzzy,” She Said. “i Thought I Felt One Zooming Around In Here.

P.s. I Enjoy Acid Pops.

Of Course It Is Happening Inside Your Head, Harry, But Why On Earth Should That Mean That It Is Not Real?

Of Course Not,” Said Hermione. “everything We Need Is Here On This Paper.