Harry Potter Was A Highly Unusual Boy

I Will Defend The Importance Of Bedtime Stories To My Last Gasp.

But Snape Always Seemed To Hate Me So Much.

But I Got This Far, Didn’t I?” He Said Slowly. “they Thought I’d Die In The Attempt, But I’m Here . . . And You’re In My Power. . . . I’m The One With The Wand. . . . You’re At My Mercy. . .

Jane Austen Is The Pinnacle To Which All Other Authors Aspire.

And Percy Was Shaking His Brother, And Ron Was Kneeling Beside Them, And Fred's Eyes Stared Without Seeing, The Ghost Of His Last Laugh Still Etched Upon His Face.