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Sirius's Gaunt Face Broke Out Into The First True Smile Harry Had Seen Upon It. The Difference It Made Was Startling, As Though A Person Ten Years Younger Were Shining Through The Starved Mask; For A Moment He Was Recognizable As The Man Who Had Laughed At Harry's Parents' Wedding.

Merlin's Pants!" Shrieked Hermione, Jumping Up And Running From The Room. "merlin's Pants?" Repeated Ron, Looking Amused. "she Must Be Really Upset.

The World Had Ended, So Why Had The Battle Not Ceased, The Castle Fallen Silent In Horror, And Every Combatant Laid Down Their Arms?

Just Think How Many Books I Could've Sold If Harry Had Been A Bit More Creative With His Wand." -[on The Success Of 50 Shades Of Grey]

But Death Was Cunning.