Here Lies Dobby, A Free Elf.

You’re Not Supposed To Dislike Your Own Child. You Were Supposed To Like Them No Matter What, Even If They Were Not What You Wanted.

No, There Is Literally Nothing On The Business Side That I Wouldn't Sacrifice In A Heartbeat To Have An Extra Couple Of Hours' Writing. Nothing.

I've Decided To Call Him Norbert,' Said Hagrid, Looking At The Dragon With Misty Eyes. 'he Really Knows Me Now, Watch. Norbert! Norbert! Where's Mummy?' 'he's Lost His Marbles,' Ron Muttered In Harry's Ear. 'hagrid,' Said Harry Loudly, 'give It A Fortnight And Norbert's Going To Be As Big As Your House. Malfoy Could Go To Dumbledore At Any Moment. Hagrid Bit His Lip. 'i- I Know I Can't Jus' Dump Him, I Can't.' Harry Suddenly Turned To Ron. 'charlie,' He Said. 'you're Losing It Too,' Said Ron. 'i'm Ron, Remember?

I Do Get Recognized, But I Must Say Edinburgh Is A Fantastic City To Live If You're Well-known. There Is An Innate Respect For Privacy In Edinburgh People, And I Also Think They're Used To Seeing Me Walking Around, So I Don't Think I'm A Very Big Deal.

Ah, Music," He Said, Wiping His Eyes. "a Magic Far Beyond All We Do Here! And Now, Bedtime. Off You Trot!