Whatever House I'm In, I Hope She's

The Realization Of What Would Happen Next Settled Gradually Over Harry In The Long Minutes, Like Softly Falling Snow. "i've Got To Go Back, Haven't I?" "that Is Up To You." "i've Got A Choice?" "oh Yes." Dumbledore Smiled At Him. "we Are In King's Cross, You Say? I Think That If You Decided Not To Go Back, You Would Be Able To…let's Say…board A Train." "and Where Would It Take Me?" "on," Said Dumbledore Simply.

My Head Of House Said I Lacked Certain Necessary Qualities...like The Ability To Behave Myself.

The Owls Are Gathering; Find Out Why Soon.

The Chamber Of Secrets Had Been Opened. Enemies Of The Heir, Beware.

I Think I'll Just Go Down And Have Some Pudding And Wait For It All To Turn Up - It Always Does In The End.