Wow, I Wonder What It'd Be Like

Next Time There’s A Ball, Ask Me Before Someone Else Does, And Not As A Last Resort!

And So Rock Bottom Became The Solid Foundation On Which I Rebuilt My Life.

He [uncle Vernon] Held Up The Envelope In Which Mrs. Weasley’s Letter Had Come, And Harry Had To Fight Down A Laugh. Every Bit Of It Was Covered In Stamps Except For A Square Inch On The Front, Into Which Mrs. Weasley Had Squeezed The Dursleys’ Address In Minute Writing. “she Did Put Enough Stamps On, Then,” Said Harry, Trying To Sound As Though Mrs. Weasley’s Was A Mistake Anyone Could Make.

The Stories We Love Best Do Live In Us Forever.

Ron's Eyebrows Rose So High That They Were In Danger Of Disappearing Into His Hair.