Taunting Death ... means pitting oneself against a wily enemy who cannot lose.

What's the worst that could happen? Everyone turned me down; big deal.

Great, tell me when you've defeated Voldemort for me, will you?

Well?" Ron said finally, looking up at Harry. "How was it?" Harry considered it for a moment. "Wet," he said truthfully. Ron made a noise that might have indicated jubilation or disgust, it was hard to tell. "Because she was crying," Harry continued heavily. "Oh," said Ron, his smile faded slightly. "Are you that bad at kissing?" "Dunno," said Harry, who hadn't considered this, and immediately felt rather worried. "Maybe I am.

If I wasn't a writer, I would be depressed.

He was my mum and dad's best friend. He's a convicted murderer, but he's broken out of wizard prison and he's on the run. He likes to keep in touch with me, though...keep up with my news...check if I'm happy.

... perhaps those who are best suited to power are those who have never sought it.