Madam Pince, Our Librarian, Tells Me That

And Percy Was Shaking His Brother, And Ron Was Kneeling Beside Them, And Fred's Eyes Stared Without Seeing, The Ghost Of His Last Laugh Still Etched Upon His Face.

The World Had Ended, So Why Had The Battle Not Ceased, The Castle Fallen Silent In Horror, And Every Combatant Laid Down Their Arms? Harry's Mind Was In Freefall, Spinning Out Of Control, Unable To Grasp The Impossiblity, Because Fred Weasley Could Not Be Dead, The Evidence Of All His Senses Must Be Lying -

Merlin’s Beard, Harry, You Made Me Jump,” Said Slughorn, Stopping Dead In His Tracks And Looking Wary. “how Did You Get Out Of The Castle?” “i Think Filch Must’ve Forgotten To Lock The Doors,” Said Harry Cheerfully, And Was Delighted To See Slughorn Scowl.

I Cared More About Your Happiness Than Your Knowing The Truth, More For Your Peace Of Mind Than My Plan, More For Your Life Than The Lives That Might Be Lost If The Plan Failed. In Other Words I Acted Exactly As Voldemort Expects We Fools Who Love To Act.

The Hook-nosed Teacher Looked Past Quirrell’s Turban Straight Into Harry’s Eyes — And A Sharp, Hot Pain Shot Across The Scar On Harry’s Forehead.