Always have a vivid imagination, for you never know when you might need it.

On Harry dug, deeper and deeper into the hard, cold earth, subsuming his grief in sweat, denying the pain in his scar.

And what in the name of Merlin’s most baggy Y Fronts was that about?

I think you have a moral responsibility when you've been given far more than you need, to do wise things with it and give intelligently.

I just wish I’d asked you sooner. We could’ve had ages . . . months . . . years maybe. . . .

No, there is literally nothing on the business side that I wouldn't sacrifice in a heartbeat to have an extra couple of hours' writing. Nothing.

Well, hello, Peter,” said Lupin pleasantly, as though rats frequently erupted into old school friends around him. “Long time, no see.