Harry Potter Was A Highly Unusual Boy

Ah, Music," He Said, Wiping His Eyes. "a Magic Far Beyond All We Do Here! And Now, Bedtime. Off You Trot!

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

Of All The Subjects On This Planet, I Think My Parents Would Have Been Hard Put To Name One Less Useful Than Greek Mythology To Securing The Keys To An Executive Bathroom.

I Was A Fool!" Percy Roared, So Loudly That Lupin Nearly Dropped His Photograph. "i Was An Idiot, I Was A Pompous Prat, I Was A - A -" "ministry-loving, Family-disowning, Power-hungry Moron," Said Fred. Percy Swallowed. "yes, I Was!" "well, You Can't Say Fairer Than That," Said Fred, Holding Out His Hand To Percy.

Once, Long Ago, Parminder Had Told Barry The Story Of Bhai Kanhaiya, The Sikh Hero Who Had Administered To The Needs Of Those Wounded In Combat, Whether Friend Or Fo. When Asked Why He Gave Aid Indiscriminately, Bahai Kanhaiya Had Replied That The Light Of God Shone From Every Soul, And That He Had Been Unable To Distinguish Between Them.