Taunting Death ... Means Pitting Oneself Against

Would You Like Me To [kill You] Now?" Asked Snape, His Voice Heavy With Irony. "or Would You Like A Few Moments To Compose An Epitaph?

I Sat And Thought For Four (delayed Train) Hours, And All The Details Bubbled Up In My Brain, And This Scrawny, Black-haired, Bespectacled Boy Who Didn't Know He Was A Wizard Became More And More Real To Me.

I Have Met Thousands Of Children Now, And Not Even One Time Has A Child Come Up To Me And Said, 'ms. Rowling, I'm So Glad I've Read These Books Because Now I Want To Be A Witch.'

"oh, Of Course," Said Ron, Clapping A Hand To His Forehead. "i Forgot We'll Be Hunting Down Voldemort In A Mobile Library."

But The Idea Of The Dark Lord In Possesion Of The Deathstick Is, I Must Admit, Formidable.