I'm not putting them on,” said old Archie in indignation. “I like a healthy breeze 'round my privates, thanks.

That wand’s more trouble than it’s worth,” said Harry. “And quite honestly,” he turned away from the painted portraits, thinking now only of the four-poster bed lying waiting for him in Gryffindor Tower, and wondering whether Kreacher might bring him a sandwich there, “I’ve had enough trouble for a lifetime.

Where is Wood?" said Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn't there. "Still in the showers," said Fred. "We think he's trying to drown himself.

I think I've really exhausted the magical. It was a lot of fun, but I've put it behind me for the time being.

And anyway, life's too short.

You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.

I would never recommend my novel as a parenting guide. But we happen to live at a very hectic and hurried time, and I believe that many parents are too wrapped up in themselves.