I'm A Writer, And I Will Write

Tessa Was Convinced That It Was A Lie, And Also That Everything She Had Done In Her Life, Telling Herself That It Was For The Best, Had Been No More Than Blind Selfishness, Generating Confusion And Mess All Around. But Who Could Bear To Know Which Stars Were Already Dead, She Thought, Blinking Up At The Night Sky; Could Anybody Stand To Know They All Were?

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.

Well You Seemed Too Busy To Call Him A Prat And I Thought Someone Should.

By All Means Continue Destroying My Possessions. I Daresay I Have Too Many.

What Are Fred And I? Next Door Neighbors?