Both Could Feel The Relationship Crumbling To

Harry, You Wonderful Boy, You Brave, Brave Man.

Harry, This Is No Time To Be A Gentleman!" Wood Roared As Harry Swerved To Avoid Collision. "knock Her Off Her Broom If You Have To!

Lily And James Only Made You Secret-keeper Because I Suggested It,” Black Hissed, So Venomously That Pettigrew Took A Step Backward. “i Thought It Was The Perfect Plan... A Bluff... Voldemort Would Be Sure To Come After Me, Would Never Dream They’d Use A Weak, Talentless Thing Like You... It Must Have Been The Finest Moment Of Your Miserable Life, Telling Voldemort You Could Hand Him The Potters.

I've No Idea Where Ideas Come From And I Hope I Never Find Out; It Would Spoil The Excitement For Me If It Turned Out I Just Have A Funny Little Wrinkle On The Surface Of My Brain Which Makes Me Think About Invisible Train Platforms.

In Truth, I Never Consider The Audience For Whom I'm Writing. I Just Write What I Want To Write.