He Dreamed Of London And Of A

You're The One Who Is Weak. You Will Never Know Love Or Friendship. And I Feel Sorry For You.

The Idea Of A Teenage Dumbledore Was Simply Odd, Like Trying To Imagine A Stupid Hermione Or A Friendly Blast-ended Skrewt.

As He Followed Bill Back To The Others A Wry Though Came To Him, Born No Doubt Of The Wine He Had Drunk. He Seemed Set On Course To Become Just As Reckless A Godfather To Teddy Lupin As Sirius Black Had Been To Him.

Love Wins. It Does Win. We Know It Wins.

We Can't Choose Our Fate, But We Can Choose Others. Be Careful In Knowing That.