There Are Always Loose Ends In Real

Harry: "and What If I Wave My Wand And Nothing Happens?” Ron: “throw It Away And Punch Him On The Nose.

How Awful It Was, Thought Tessa, Remembering Fats The Toddler, The Way Tiny Ghosts Of Your Living Children Haunted Your Heart; They Could Never Know, And Would Hate It If They Did, How Their Growing Was A Constant Bereavement.

I Like A Quiet Life, You Know Me.

Then She Was Kissing Him As She Had Never Kissed Him Before...and It Was Blissful Oblivion, Better Than Firewhisky; She Was The Only Real Thing In The World.

And What In The Name Of Merlin’s Most Baggy Y Fronts Was That About?