Ron: Why Spiders? Why Couldn't It Be

Er-my-nee," Ron Croaked Unexpectedly From Between Them.

Be Ruthless About Protecting Writing Days, I.e., Do Not Cave In To Endless Requests To Have "essential" And "long Overdue" Meetings On Those Days. The Funny Thing Is That, Although Writing Has Been My Actual Job For Several Years Now, I Still Seem To Have To Fight For Time In Which To Do It. Some People Do Not Seem To Grasp That I Still Have To Sit Down In Peace And Write The Books, Apparently Believing That They Pop Up Like Mushrooms Without My Connivance. I Must Therefore Guard The Time Allotted To Writing As A Hungarian Horntail Guards Its Firstborn Egg.

Snape Is Vindictive, He's Cruel. He's Not A Big Man. But He Loves. I Like Him, But I'd Also Like To Slap Him Hard.

Yeah, She Shows Signs Of Life If You Do This," Said Ron, And With His Tongue He Made Soft Clip-flopping Noises. Umbridge Sat Bolt Upright, Looking Wildly Around.

Years Ago Someone Wrote [about Me]: 'she Characterizes Molly Weasley As A Mother Who Is Only At Home Looking After The Children.' I Was Deeply Offended, Because I Until A Year Before That Had Also Been Such A Mother Who Was At Home All The Time Taking Care Of Her Child [...] What Has Lesser Status And Is More Difficult Than Raising A Child? And What Is More Important?