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That Evening, Dudley Paraded Around The Living Room For The Family In His Brand New Uniform...as He Looked At Dudley In His New Knickerbockers, Uncle Vernon Said Gruffly That If Was The Proudest Moment Of His Life. Aunt Petunia Burst Into Tears And Said She Couldn't Believe It Was Her Ickle Dudleykins, He Looked So Handsome And Grown-up. Harry Didn't Trust Himself To Speak. He Thought Two Of His Ribs Might Already Have Cracked From Trying Not To Laugh.

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That Evening, Dudley Paraded Around The Living Room For The Family In His Brand New Uniform...as He Looked At Dudley In His New Knickerbockers, Uncle Vernon Said Gruffly That If Was The Proudest Moment Of His Life. Aunt Petunia Burst Into Tears And Said She Couldn't Believe It Was Her Ickle Dudleykins, He Looked So Handsome And Grown-up. Harry Didn't Trust Himself To Speak. He Thought Two Of His Ribs Might Already Have Cracked From Trying Not To Laugh.

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Ron's Eyebrows Rose So High That They Were In Danger Of Disappearing Into His Hair.

I Can't Give A Professor Love!

Your Aunt And Uncle Will Be Proud, Though, Won't They?" Said Hermione As They Got Off The Train And Joined The Crowd Thronging Toward The Enchanted Barrier. "when They Hear What You Did This Year?" "proud?" Said Harry. "are You Crazy? All Those Times I Could've Died, And I Didn't Manage It? They'll Be Furious.

I Imagine Them Very Clearly And Then Attempt To Describe What I Can See. Sometimes I Draw Them For My Own Amusement! (talking About Her Characters And Scenes)

The Last Words Albus Dumbledore Spoke To The Pair Of Us?' Harry Is The Best Hope We Have. Trust Him.

Failure Means A Stripping Away Of The Inessential.

That's What They Should Teach Us Here. How Girls' Brains Work... It Would Be More Useful Than Divination, Anyway.

The Presence Of Hundreds Of Books Had Finally Convinced Hermione That What They Were Doing Was Right.

Failure, Failure Is So Important, It Doesn’t Get Spoken About Enough, We Speak About Success All The Time.

He Must Have Known I'd Want To Leave You." "no, He Must Have Known You Would Always Want To Come Back.

What's That?" He Snarled, Staring At The Envelope Harry Was Still Clutching In His Hand. "if It's Another Form For Me To Sign, You've Got Another -" "it's Not," Said Harry Cheerfully. "it's A Letter From My Godfather." "godfather?" Sputtered Uncle Vernon. "you Haven't Got A Godfather!" "yes, I Have," Said Harry Brightly. "he Was My Mum And Dad's Best Friend. He's A Convicted Murderer, But He's Broken Out Of Wizard Prison And He's On The Run. He Likes To Keep In Touch With Me, Though...keep Up With My News...check If I'm Happy.

I Am Prouder Of My Years As A Single Mother Than Of Any Other Part Of My Life.

Which Only Goes To Show That The Best Of Us Must Sometimes Eat Our Words,' Dumbledore Went On, Smiling.

Deathly Hallows

You Saved Dad's Life. If Anyone's Got The Right To Eavesdrop On Him, It's You.

As Far As Informing The Headmaster, Harry Had No Idea Where Dumbledore Went During The Summer Holidays. He Amused Himself For A Moment, Picturing Dumbledore, With His Long Silver Beard, Full-length Wizard's Robes, And Pointed Hat, Stretched Out On A Beach Somewhere, Rubbing Suntan Lotion Onto His Long Crooked Nose.

Yes, My Tiara Sets Off The Whole Thing Nicely," Said Auntie Muriel In A Rather Carrying Whisper. "but I Must Say, Ginevra's Dress Is Far Too Low-cut." Ginny Glanced Round, Grinning, Winked At Harry, Then Quickly Faced The Front Again.

Rock Bottom Can Be A Solid Foundation From Which You Can Rebuild Your Life On.

Solid Foundation

Snape Was Looking As Though The First Person To Ask Him For A Love Potion Would Be Force-fed Poison.

The Scar Had Not Pained Harry For Nineteen Years. All Was Well.

Gavin Saw A Grave Purely As A Marker For The Place Where A Corpse Was Decomposing; A Nasty Thought, Yet People Took It Into Their Heads To Visit And Bring Flowers, As Though It Might Yet Recover.

Oh, For Heaven’s Sake, Sirius, Dumbledore Said No!” A Bearlike Black Dog Had Appeared At Harry’s Side As Harry Clambered Over The Various Trunks Cluttering The Hall To Get To Mrs. Weasley. “oh Honestly,” Said Mrs. Weasley Despairingly. “well, On Your Own Head Be It!” The Great Black Dog Gave A Joyful Bark And Gamboled Around Them, Snapping At Pigeons, And Chasing Its Own Tail. Harry Couldn’t Help Laughing. Sirius Had Been Trapped Inside For A Very Long Time.

Yes, Harry Potter!” Said Dobby At Once, His Great Eyes Shining With Excitement. “and If Dobby Does It Wrong, Dobby Will Throw Himself Off The Topmost Tower, Harry Potter!” “there Won’t Be Any Need For That,” Said Harry Hastily.

I Felt I Had To Solve Everyone's Problems.

On Her Daughter, Jessica: Kids At Her School Will Sidle Up To Me And Say, Does Jessica Know What Happens In Book 4? Does Jessica Know The Title Of Book 4? And I Keep Saying, No! There Is No Point Kidnapping Her, Taking Her Around Back Of The Bike Shed, And Torturing Her For Information.

How Awful It Was, Thought Tessa, Remembering Fats The Toddler, The Way Tiny Ghosts Of Your Living Children Haunted Your Heart; They Could Never Know, And Would Hate It If They Did, How Their Growing Was A Constant Bereavement.

Everybody Finished The Song At Different Times. Dumbledore Conducted Their Last Few Lines With His Wand And When They Had Finished, He Was One Of Those Who Clapped Loudest. 'ah Music,' He Said, Wiping His Eyes. 'a Magic Beyond All We Do Here!

It Was On The Corner Of The Street That He Noticed The First Sign Of Something Peculiar - A Cat Reading A Map.

Dobby Has No Master. Dobby Is A Free Elf!

Harry Potter Movie

I'm Serious, Harry, Don't Go." But Harry Only Had One Thought In His Head, Which Was To Get Back In Front Of The Mirror, And Ron Wasn't Going To Stop Him. That Third Night He Found His Way More Quickly Than Before. He Was Walking So Fast He Knew He Was Making More Noise Than Was Wise, But He Didn't Meet Anyone. And There Were His Mother And Father Smiling At Him Again, And One Of His Grandfathers Nodding Happily. Harry Sank Down To Sit On The Floor In Front Of The Mirror. There Was Nothing To Stop Him From Staying Here All Night With His Family. Nothing At All.

At That Moment, Harry Fully Understood For The First Time Why People Said Dumbledore Was The Only Wizard Voldemort Had Ever Feared. The Look Upon Dumbledore's Face As He Stared Down At The Unconscious Form Of Mad-eye Moody Was More Terrible Than Harry Could Have Ever Imagined. There Was No Benign Smile Upon Dumbledore's Face, No Twinkle In The Eyes Behind The Spectacles. There Was Cold Fury In Every Line Of The Ancient Face; A Sense Of Power Radiated From Dumbledore As Though He Were Giving Off Burning Heat.

The Inner Eye Does Not See Upon Command.

No, Nothing,' Said Dumbledore, And A Great Sadness Filled His Face. 'the Time Is Long Gone When I Could Frighten You With A Burning Wardrobe And Force You To Make Repayment For Your Crimes. But I Wish I Could, Tom... I Wish I Could.

Don't Talk To Me." "why Not?" "because I Want To Fix That In My Memory For Ever. Draco Malfoy, The Amazing Bouncing Ferret.

We've All Got Both Light And Dark Inside Us. What Matters Is The Part We Choose To Act On. That's Who We Really Are.

Yeah, But Coming From Dudley That's Like "i Love You.

The Sooner This Wedding's Over The Happier I'll Be." [ron] "yeah" Said Harry, "then We'll Have Nothing To Do Except Find Horcruxes....it'll Be Like A Holiday, Won't It?

Nasty Temper He's Got, That Sirius Black.

Nothing Like A Nighttime Stroll To Give You Ideas.

The Chamber Of Secrets Had Been Opened. Enemies Of The Heir, Beware.

It Was Only When He Was Back In Bed That It Struck Harry That Dumbledore Might Not Have Been Quite Truthful. But Then, It Had Been A Quite Personal Question.

Personal Question

Mr. And Mrs. Dursley, Of Number Four, Privet Drive, Were Proud To Say That They Were Perfectly Normal, Thank You Very Much. They Were The Last People You'd Expect To Be Involved In Anything Strange Or Mysterious, Because They Just Didn't Hold With Such Nonsense.

Perfectly Normal

I Think That Emotionally, I've Probably Felt A Little Bit More Balanced When I Started Writing Again.

I Must Admit, Peter, I Have Difficulty In Understanding Why An Innocent Man Would Want To Spend Twelve Years As A Rat.

Karkaroff Intends To Flee If The Mark Burns." "does He?" Said Dumbledore Softly, As Fleur Delacour And Roger Davies Came Giggling In From The Grounds. "and Are You Tempted To Join Him?" "no," Said Snape, His Black Eyes On Fleur's And Roger's Retreating Figures. "i Am Not Such A Coward." "no," Agreed Dumbledore. You Are A Braver Man By Far Than Igot Karkaroff. You Know, I Sometimes Think We Sort Too Soon..." He Walked Away, Leaving Snape Looking Stricken.

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