You're A Wizard, Harry.

Twitchy Little Ferret, Aren't You, Malfoy?

Even The Weather Seemed To Be Celebrating; As June Approached, The Days Became Cloudless And Sultry, And All Anybody Felt Like Doing Was Strolling Onto The Grounds And Flopping Down On The Grass With Several Pints Of Iced Pumpkin Juice, Perhaps Playing A Casual Game Of Gobstones Or Watching The Giant Squid Propel Itself Dreamily Across The Surface Of The Lake.

Power Was My Weakness And My Temptation.

I Knew I Could Do It All This Time,” Said Harry, “because I'd Already Done It... Does That Make Sense?

With All Of Their Benefits, And There Are Many, One Of The Things I Regret About E-books Is That They Have Taken Away The Necessity Of Trawling Foreign Bookshops Or The Shelves Of Holiday Houses To Find Something To Read. I've Come Across Gems And Stinkers That Way, And Both Can Be Fun.