As Is A Tale, So Is Life:

I Had The Idea Of A Boy Who Was A Wizard And Didn't Yet Know What He Was. I Never Sat Down And Wondered, "what Shall I Write About Next?". It Just Came, Fully Formed.

Just Because You Have The Emotional Range Of A Teaspoon Doesn't Mean We All Have.

But As He Reached The Ground And Sprinted Towards The Dais, Lupin Grabbed Harry Around The Chest, Holding Him Back. There's Nothing You Can Do, Harry -' Get Him, Save Him, He's Only Just Gone Through!' - It's Too Late, Harry.' We Can Still Reach Him -' Harry Struggled Hard And Viciously, But Lupin Would Not Let Go... There's Nothing You Can Do, Harry...nothing...he's Gone.

I Wasn't Paying Attention," Said Myrtle Dramatically. "peeves Upset Me So Much I Came In Here And Tried To Kill Myself. Then, Of Course, I Remembered That I'm -- That I'm --" "already Dead," Said Ron Hopefully. Myrtle Gave A Tragic Sob, Rose Up In The Air, Turned Over, And Dived Headfirst Into The Toilet, Splashing Water All Over Them And Vanishing From Sight, Although From The Direction Of Her Muffled Sobs, She Had Come To Rest Somewhere In The U-bend.

There Are Always Loose Ends In Real Life.