Time To Sit Down," Fred Told Harry,

I Think They Ought To Know. You Do Them A Disservice By Not Confiding Something This Important To Them.” “i Didn’t Want —” “— To Worry Or Frighten Them?” Said Dumbledore, Surveying Harry Over The Top Of His Half-moon Spectacles. “or Perhaps, To Confess That You Yourself Are Worried And Frightened? You Need Your Friends, Harry. As You So Rightly Said, Sirius Would Not Have Wanted You To Shut Yourself Away.

What's That?" He Snarled, Staring At The Envelope Harry Was Still Clutching In His Hand. "if It's Another Form For Me To Sign, You've Got Another -" "it's Not," Said Harry Cheerfully. "it's A Letter From My Godfather." "godfather?" Sputtered Uncle Vernon. "you Haven't Got A Godfather!" "yes, I Have," Said Harry Brightly. "he Was My Mum And Dad's Best Friend. He's A Convicted Murderer, But He's Broken Out Of Wizard Prison And He's On The Run. He Likes To Keep In Touch With Me, Though...keep Up With My News...check If I'm Happy.

Rock Bottom Can Be A Solid Foundation From Which You Can Rebuild Your Life On.

A Good First Impression Can Work Wonders

Dudley Thought For A Moment. It Looked Like Hard Work.