Don't talk to me." "Why not?" "Because I want to fix that in my memory for ever. Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret.

What happened down in the dungeons between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret, so, naturally the whole school knows.

Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?

A gigantic tortoise with a jewel-encrusted shell was glittering near the window.

No man or woman alive, magical or not, has ever escaped some form of injury, whether physical, mental, or emotional. To hurt is as human as to breathe.

Secretly we're all a little more absurd than we make ourselves out to be.

October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.