No, Harry, You Listen," Said Hermione. "we're

When I Was In My Teens I Had Issues With Ocd.

Harry, This Is No Time To Be A Gentleman!" Wood Roared As Harry Swerved To Avoid Collision. "knock Her Off Her Broom If You Have To!

I'll Be Writing Until I Can't Write Anymore. It's A Compulsion With Me. I Love Writing.

And It's Gryfindor In Possession Again, As Johnson Takes The Quaffle - Flint Alongside Her - Poke Him In The Eye, Angelina - It Was A Joke, Professor, It Was A Joke.

I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good.