Where's The Fun Without A Bit Of

Look . . . At . . . Me. . . .

Yeah, She Shows Signs Of Life If You Do This," Said Ron, And With His Tongue He Made Soft Clip-flopping Noises. Umbridge Sat Bolt Upright, Looking Wildly Around.

So Light A Fire!" Harry Choked. "yes...of Course...but There's No Wood!" ... "have You Gone Mad!" Ron Bellowed. "are You A Witch Or Not!

Nobody's Ever Asked Me To A Party Before, As A Friend. Is That Why You Dyed Your Eyebrow, For The Party? Should I Do Mine Too?

It Was His Own Grief Turned Magically To Song.