In a novel you have to resist the urge to tell everything.
When people are very damaged, they can often meet the world with a kind of defiance.
You'd think I walk around with my eyes shut, banging off the walls.
The fates have informed me that your examination in June will concern the Orb, and I am anxious to give you sufficient practice. Hermione snorted. "Well honestly... 'the fates have informed her'... Who sets the exam? She does!
I'm a very distracted person.
Fred and George turned to each other and said together, "Wow, we're identical!" "I dunno though, I think I'm still better looking," said Fred, examining his reflection in the kettle.