I Was Ripped From My Body, I

I Enjoyed The Meetings, Too. It Was Like Having Friends.

Harry Felt Winded, As Though He Had Just Walked Into Something Heavy. He Had Last Seen Those Cool Gray Eyes Through Slits In A Death Eater’s Hood, And Last Heard That Man’s Voice Jeering In A Dark Graveyard While Lord Voldemort Tortured Him. He Could Not Believe That Lucius Malfoy Dared Look Him In The Face; He Could Not Believe That He Was Here, In The Ministry Of Magic, Or That Cornelius Fudge Was Talking To Him, When Harry Had Told Fudge Mere Weeks Ago That Malfoy Was A Death Eater.

Dumbledore Will Only Leave From Hogwarts When There Are None Loyal To Him!

I Have Been Careless, And So Have Been Thwarted By Luck And Chance, Those Wreckers Of All But The Best Laid Plans.

She Was On Edge, Feeling That She Might Snap Or Cry At The Smallest Provocation.