Directly Above Them, Framed In The Doorway

I'm A Writer, And I Will Write What I Want To Write.

How're We Getting To King's Cross Tomorrow, Dad?" Asked Fred As They Dug Into A Sumptuous Pudding. "the Ministry's Providing A Couple Of Cars," Said Mr. Weasley. Everyone Looked Up At Him. "why?" Said Percy Curiously. "it's Because Of You, Perce," Said George Seriously. "and There'll Be Little Flags On The Hoods, With Hb On Them-" "-for Humongous Bighead," Said Fred.

What Was There To Be Gained By Fighting The Most Evil Wizard Who Has Ever Existed?" Said Black, With A Terrible Fury In His Face. "only Innocent Lives, Peter!" "you Don't Understand!" Whined Pettigrew. "he Would Have Killed Me, Sirius!" "then You Should Have Died!" Roared Black. "died Rather Than Betray Your Friends, As We Would Have Done For You!

Harry Found The [tea]... Seemed To Burn Away A Little Of The Fear Fluttering In His Chest.

If She Could Have Died...if She Could Have Disappeared Forever...but The Solid Surface Of Things Refused To Dissolve Around Her, And Her Body, Her Hateful Hermaphrodite's Body, Continued In Its Stubborn, Lumpen Way, To Live.