It Was As If Snape Had Started

Whatever Job I Had, I Was Always Writing Like Crazy. All I Ever Liked About Offices Was Being Able To Type Up Stories On The Computer When No One Was Looking. I Was Never Paying Much Attention In Meetings Because I Was Usually Scribbling Bits Of My Latest Stories In The Margins Of The Pad Or Thinking Up Names For My Characters. This Is A Problem When You're Supposed To Be Taking Minutes Of The Meeting.

Death Comes For Us All In The End.

Mistletoe," Said Luna Dreamily, Pointing At A Large Clump Of White Berries Placed Almost Over Harry's Head. He Jumped Out From Under It. "good Thinking," Said Luna Seriously. "it's Often Infested With Nargles.

Scrimgeour: "it's Time You Learned Some Respect!" Harry: "it's Time You Earned It.

Why Don't You Confer With Mr. Finnigan? As I Recall, He Has A Particular Proclivity For Pyrotechnics.