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Seventeen, Eh!" Said Hagrid As He Accepted A Bucket-sized Glass Of Wine From Fred. "six Years To The Day We Met, Harry, D’yeh Remember It?" "vaguely," Said Harry, Grinning Up At Him. "didn’t You Smash Down The Front Door, Give Dudley A Pig’s Tail, And Tell Me I Was A Wizard?" "i Forge’ The Details," Hagrid Chortled.

The Scar Had Not Pained Harry For Nineteen Years. All Was Well.

Beside Him, Making Scarcely A Sound, Walked James, Sirius, Lupin, And Lily, And Their Presence Was His Courage, And The Reason He Was Able To Keep Putting One Foot In Front Of The Other.

I Loved Writing For Kids, I Loved Talking To Children About What I'd Written, I Don't Want To Leave That Behind.

In Dreams, We Enter A World That’s Entirely Our Own.