Dudley Thought For A Moment.

If Someone Asked For My Recipe For Happiness, Step One Would Be Finding Out What You Love Most In The World And Step Two Would Be Finding Someone To Pay You To Do It. I Consider Myself Very Lucky Indeed To Be Able To Support Myself By Writing.

That Is The Second Time You Have Spoken Out Of Turn, Miss Granger,” Said Snape Coolly. “five More Points From Gryffindor For Being An Insufferable Know-it-all.

There You Go, Harry!” Ron Shouted Over The Noise. “you Weren’t Being Thick After All — You Were Showing Moral Fiber!

Tell Me, How Is Lucius Malfoy These Days? I Expect He's Delighted His Lapdog's Working At Hogwarts, Isn't He?" "speaking Of Dogs," Said Snape Softly, "did You Know That Lucius Malfoy Recognized You Last Time You Risked A Little Jaunt Outside? Clever Idea, Black, Getting Yourself Seen On A Safe Station Platform. Gave You A Cast-iron Excuse Not To Leave Your Hidey-hole In Future, Didn't It?

Yet, Sadly, Accidental Rudeness Occurs Alarmingly Often. Best To Say Nothing At All, My Dear Man.