The owls are gathering; find out why soon.

I don't read 'chick lit,' fantasy or science fiction but I'll give any book a chance if it's lying there and I've got half an hour to kill.

Even You-Know-Who can't split himself into seven.

In dreams, we enter a world that’s entirely our own.

I DON'T CARE!" Harry yelled at them, snatching up a lunascope and throwing it into the fireplace. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH, I'VE SEEN ENOUGH, I WANT OUT, I WANT IT TO END, I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!

Percy wouldn't notice a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing one of Dobby's hats.

Why would I go looking for someone I know wants to kill me?