Size Is No Guarantee Of Power.

They Heard The Click Of The Mail Slot And Flop Of Letters On The Doormat. "get The Mail, Dudley," Said Uncle Vernon From Behind His Paper. "make Harry Get It." "get The Mail, Harry." "make Dudley Get It." "poke Him With Your Smelting Stick, Dudley.

Wow, We're Identical!

He Can Run Faster Than Severus Snape Confronted With Shampoo.

Her Son Lives. He Has Her Eyes, Precisely Her Eyes. You Remember The Shape And Color Of Lily Evans's Eyes, I Am Sure?

Would It Hurt To Die?