All We Do Is Read The Stupid

I'm Dying!" Malfoy Yelled, As The Class Panicked. "i'm Dying, Look At Me! It's Killed Me!

I Would Assume That You Were Going To Offer Me Refreshment, But The Evidence So Far Suggests That That Would Be Optimistic To The Point Of Foolishness.

Have To? Of Course You Have To! But Only Because Of You, Harry, Won't Rest Until Voldemort Is Finished! Think Now, For Once, If You Have Never Heard Of The Prophecy! What Would You Do?

Just — Just To Be Clear,” He Said. “you Want To Leave Tonks At Her Parents’ House And Come Away With Us?” “she’ll Be Perfectly Safe There, They’ll Look After Her,” Said Lupin. He Spoke With A Finality Bordering On Indifference. “harry, I’m Sure James Would Have Wanted Me To Stick With You.” “well,” Said Harry Slowly, “i’m Not. I’m Pretty Sure My Father Would Have Wanted To Know Why You Aren’t Sticking With Your Own Kid, Actually.

Harry, Guess What?" Said Tonks From Her Perch On Top Of The Washing Machine, And She Wiggled Her Left Hand At Him; A Ring Glittered There.