I Don't Care!" Harry Yelled At Them,

Once Again, You Show All The Sensitivity Of A Blunt Axe.

I Sat And Thought For Four (delayed Train) Hours, And All The Details Bubbled Up In My Brain, And This Scrawny, Black-haired, Bespectacled Boy Who Didn't Know He Was A Wizard Became More And More Real To Me.

I Just Write What I Wanted To Write. I Write What Amuses Me. It's Totally For Myself. I Never In My Wildest Dreams Expected This Popularity.

To The Dark Lord, I Know I Will Be Dead Long Before You Read This But I Want You To Know That It Was I Who Discovered Your Secret. I Have Stolen The Real Horcrux And Intend To Destroy It As Soon As I Can. I Face Death In The Hope That When You Meet Your Match, You Will Be Mortal Once More. R.a.b

I Am A Wizard, Not A Baboon Brandishing A Stick.