The Inner Eye Does Not See Upon

He Was About To Go Home, About To Return To The Place Where He Had Had A Family. It Was In Godric’s Hollow That, But For Voldemort, He Would Have Grown Up And Spent Every School Holiday. He Could Have Invited Friends To His House. . . . He Might Even Have Had Brothers And Sisters. . . . It Would Have Been His Mother Who Had Made His Seventeenth Birthday Cake. The Life He Had Lost Had Hardly Ever Seemed So Real To Him As At This Moment, When He Knew He Was About To See The Place Where It Had Been Taken From Him.

Karakarof Spat Onto The Ground At Dumbledore's Feet. In One Swift Movement, Hagrid Seized The Front Of Karkaroff's Furs, Lifted Him Into The Air, And Slammed Him Against A Nearby Tree.

The Dementors Send Their Love, Potter!

On Her Daughter, Jessica: Kids At Her School Will Sidle Up To Me And Say, Does Jessica Know What Happens In Book 4? Does Jessica Know The Title Of Book 4? And I Keep Saying, No! There Is No Point Kidnapping Her, Taking Her Around Back Of The Bike Shed, And Torturing Her For Information.

If Only The Hat Had Mentioned A House For People Who Felt A Bit Queasy, That Would Have Been The One For Him.