I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up

Sirius's Gaunt Face Broke Out Into The First True Smile Harry Had Seen Upon It. The Difference It Made Was Startling, As Though A Person Ten Years Younger Were Shining Through The Starved Mask; For A Moment He Was Recognizable As The Man Who Had Laughed At Harry's Parents' Wedding.

I'm Happy To Talk In General Themes, But When We Get Down To Specifics About My Family, For Me That's Always Been Off-limits.

It's Just Hard," Harry Said Finally, In A Low Voice, "to Realize He Won't Write Me Again

Professor Trelawney: "everything Went Pitch-black And The Next Thing I Knew I Was Being Hurled Headfirst Out Of The Room!" Harry Potter: "and You Didn’t See That Coming?" Professor Trelawney: "no, As I Say It Was Pitch — ” [glares At Harry Angrily]

In Truth, I Never Consider The Audience For Whom I'm Writing. I Just Write What I Want To Write.