You Foul, Lying, Evil Little Cockroach!

Of Course We Still Want To Know You!" Harry Said, Staring At Hagrid. "you Don't Think Anything That Skeeter Cow - Sorry, Professor," He Added Quickly, Looking At Dumbledore. "i Have Gone Temporarily Deaf And Haven't Any Idea What You Said, Harry," Said Dumbledore, Twiddling His Thumbs And Staring At The Ceiling.

Don't Talk To Me." "why Not?" "because I Want To Fix That In My Memory For Ever. Draco Malfoy, The Amazing Bouncing Ferret.

October Extinguished Itself In A Rush Of Howling Winds And Driving Rain And November Arrived, Cold As Frozen Iron, With Hard Frosts Every Morning And Icy Drafts That Bit At Exposed Hands And Faces.

Gilderoy Lockhart Is Also A Lot Like Someone I Once Knew, But I Don't Think I'd Better Elaborate!

I've Got Two Daughters Who Will Have To Make Their Way In This Skinny-obsessed World, And It Worries Me, Because I Don't Want Them To Be Empty-headed, Self-obsessed, Emaciated Clones; I'd Rather They Were Independent, Interesting, Idealistic, Kind, Opinionated, Original, Funny – A Thousand Things, Before 'thin'. And Frankly, I'd Rather They Didn't Give A Gust Of Stinking Chihuahua Flatulence Whether The Woman Standing Next To Them Has Fleshier Knees Than They Do. Let My Girls Be Hermiones, Rather Than Pansy Parkinsons. Let Them Never Be Stupid Girls.