Why don't you confer with Mr. Finnigan? As I recall, he has a particular proclivity for pyrotechnics.

Imagination is the power that enables us to empathize with humans whose experiences we have never shared.

Ron's ears turned bright red and he become engrossed in a tuft of grass at his feet, which he prodded with his toe 'he must've known I'd run out on you'. 'No', Harry corrected him, 'He must've known you'd always want to come back

Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery.

All those poor elves I haven’t set free yet, having to stay over during Christmas because there aren’t enough hats!

When you have that last piece of the jigsaw, everything will, I hope, be clear..." -Albus Dumbledore

Dumbledore was on his feet again, pale as any of the surrounding Inferi, but taller than any too, the fire dancing in his eyes; his wand was raised like a torch and from its tip emanated the flames, like a vast lasso, encircling them all with warmth.