The Ones That Love Us Never Really

You're The One Who Is Weak. You Will Never Know Love Or Friendship. And I Feel Sorry For You.

The Hippogriff Took Off Into The Air. . . . He And His Rider Became Smaller And Smaller As Harry Gazed After Them . . . Then A Cloud Drifted Across The Moon. . . . They Were Gone.

I've Laid My Friends Bare.

He Could Tell At Once That They Carried Different Sorts Of Bubble Bath Mixed With The Water Though It Wasn't Bubble Bath As Harry Had Ever Experienced. One Tap Gushed Pink And Blue Bubbles The Size Of Footballs; Another Poured Ice-white Foam So Thick That Harry Thought It Would Have Supported His Weight If He'd Cared To Test It; A Third Sent Heavily Perfumed Purple Clouds Hovering Over The Surface Of The Water. Harry Amused Himself For A While Turning The Taps On And Off, Particularly Enjoying The Effect Of One Whose Jet Bounced Off The Surface Of The Water In Large Arcs.

I Was Just Sitting On The Train, Just Staring Out The Window At Some Cows. It Was Not The Most Inspiring Subject. When All Of A Sudden The Idea Of Harry Just Appeared In My Mind's Eye.