When I Was In My Teens I

And Hermione Was Struggling To Her Feet In The Wreckage, And Three Red-headed Men Were Grouped On The Ground Where The Wall Had Blasted Apart. Harry Grabbed Hermione's Hand As They Staggered And Stumbled Over Stone And Wood. 'no - No - No!' Someone Was Shouting. 'no! Fred! No!' 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.

Did You Know— Then?” Asked Harry. “did I Know That I Had Just Met The Most Dangerous Dark Wizard Of All Time? No.

A Wrackspurt . . . They’re Invisible. They Float In Through Your Ears And Make Your Brain Go Fuzzy,” She Said. “i Thought I Felt One Zooming Around In Here.

Aunt Petunia Often Said That Dudley Looked Like A Baby Angel — Harry Often Said That Dudley Looked Like A Pig In A Wig.

Now, I Don’t Want Any Of You Youngsters To Worry — You’ll Still Have Your Potions Master When I’m Through With Him, Never Fear!” “wouldn’t It Be Good If They Finished Each Other Off?” Ron Muttered In Harry’s Ear.