— I assume right about now you’re wondering why I’ve brought you here, am I right?
— After all these years, I just sort of roll with it, sir.
— Why is it, when something happens, it is always you three?
— Believe me, I've been asking myself the same question for six years.
— Um... have you ever fixed a nose before?
— No. But I've done several toes, and how different are they, really?
— ... Okay, yeah, sure, give it a go.
— Episkey! [a loud crack]
— Augh...!
[rubs his nose gingerly; looks at Luna]
— Well? How do I look?
— Exceptionally ordinary.
— ... Brilliant.
Sorting Hat urged us all to be brave and strong in these troubled times. Easy for it to say, huh? It's a hat, isn't it?
— How much is this?
— Five Galleons.
— How much for me?
— Five Galleons.
— I'm your brother!
— Ten Galleons.
— Hey! She's only interested in you because she thinks you're the Chosen One.
— But I am the Chosen One. Sorry... kidding!
— Exactly how did you get out of the castle, Harry?
— Through the front door sir.
A spring afternoon I discovered a bowl on my desk, just a few inches of clear water in it. Floating on the surface was a flower petal... as I watched, it sank... just before it reached the bottom, it was transformed, into a wee fish. It was beautiful magic, wondrous to behold. The flower petal had come from a lily... your mother. The day I came downstairs, the day the bowl was empty, was the day your mother...
Look, I can’t help it if she’s got her knickers in a twist. What Lav and I have — well, let’s just say there was no stopping it. It’s
chemical. Will it last? Who knows? Point is, I’m a free agent.
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