There,” She Said Softly. “now He Could

Probably That You're Going To Be Eaten By A Giant Marshmallow Or Something.

Draco Malfoy Is A Bad Boy!" Squeaked Dobby Angrily.

Dawn Was Breaking Over The Horizon, Shell Pink And Faintly Gold.

You Might Belong In Hufflepuff, Where They Are Just And Loyal, Those Patient Hufflepuffs Are True, And Unafraid Of Toil.

Why Had He Never Appreciated The Miracle That He Was, Brain And Nerve And Bounding Heart?