I'm Not A Natural Joiner.

Depression Is The Most Unpleasant Thing I Have Ever Experienced. . . . It Is That Absence Of Being Able To Envisage That You Will Ever Be Cheerful Again. The Absence Of Hope. That Very Deadened Feeling, Which Is So Very Different From Feeling Sad. Sad Hurts But It's A Healthy Feeling. It Is A Necessary Thing To Feel. Depression Is Very Different.

It Was Important, Dumbledore Said, To Fight, And Fight Again, And Keep Fighting, For Only Then Could Evil Be Kept At Bay, Though Never Quite Eradicated. . . .

The Owls Are Gathering; Find Out Why Soon.

What's That Supposed To Be Anyway?" Said Fred Squinting At Dobby's Painting. "looks Like A Gibbon With Two Black Eyes!" "it's Harry," Said George Pointing At The Back Of The Picture. "says So On The Back." "good Likeness," Said Fred Grinning. Harry Threw His New Homework Diary At Him.

Someone Creeping Into His Yard In The Dead Of Night? More Likely There's A Very Shell-shocked Cat Wandering Somewhere, Covered In Potato Peelings.