That's right," said Luna encouragingly, as if they were back in the Room of Requirement and this was simply spell practice for the D.A. "That's right, Harry... come on, think of something happy..." "Something happy?" he said, his voice cracked. "We're all still here," she whispered, "We're still fighting. Come on, now.

Let muggles manage without us!

I sometimes find, and I am sure you know the feeling, that I simply have too many thoughts and memories crammed into my mind.

The idea that we could have a child who escapes from the confines of the adult world and goes somewhere where he has power, both literally and metaphorically, really appealed to me.

Magic has universal appeal. I don't believe in magic in the way that I describe in my books, but I'd love it to be real.

I always felt an outsider.

I enjoyed the meetings, too. It was like having friends.