Harry, We Saw Uranus Up

Someone Creeping Into His Yard In The Dead Of Night? More Likely There's A Very Shell-shocked Cat Wandering Somewhere, Covered In Potato Peelings.

What's That?" He Snarled, Staring At The Envelope Harry Was Still Clutching In His Hand. "if It's Another Form For Me To Sign, You've Got Another -" "it's Not," Said Harry Cheerfully. "it's A Letter From My Godfather." "godfather?" Sputtered Uncle Vernon. "you Haven't Got A Godfather!" "yes, I Have," Said Harry Brightly. "he Was My Mum And Dad's Best Friend. He's A Convicted Murderer, But He's Broken Out Of Wizard Prison And He's On The Run. He Likes To Keep In Touch With Me, Though...keep Up With My News...check If I'm Happy.

Things Denied, Things Untold, Things Hidden And Disguised.

He Couldn't Know That At This Very Moment, People Meeting Up In Secret All Over The Country Were Holding Up Their Glasses And Saying In Hushed Voices: 'to Harry Potter - The Boy Who Lived!

Your Devotion Is Nothing More Than Cowardice. You Would Not Be Here If You Had Anywhere Else To Go.