Slowly, very slowly, he sat up, and as he did so he felt more alive, and more aware of his own living body than ever before. Why had he never appreciated what a miracle he was, brain and nerve and bounding heart? It would all be gone...or at least, he would be gone from it. His breath came slow and deep, and his mouth and throat were completely dry, but so were his eyes.
J. K. RowlingHow're we getting to King's Cross tomorrow, Dad?" asked Fred as they dug into a sumptuous pudding. "The Ministry's providing a couple of cars," said Mr. Weasley. Everyone looked up at him. "Why?" said Percy curiously. "It's because of you, Perce," said George seriously. "And there'll be little flags on the hoods, with HB on them-" "-for Humongous Bighead," said Fred.
J. K. RowlingWithout cunning, there is no innovation. Without ambition, there is no accomplishment.
J. K. RowlingSeventeen, eh!" said Hagrid as he accepted a bucket-sized glass of wine from Fred. "Six years to the day we met, Harry, dโyeh remember it?" "Vaguely," said Harry, grinning up at him. "Didnโt you smash down the front door, give Dudley a pigโs tail, and tell me I was a wizard?" "I forgeโ the details," Hagrid chortled.
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