Ah, Music. A Magic Beyond All We

A Lemon Drop. They're A Kind Of Muggle Sweet I'm Rather Fond Of.

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.

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.

I Forgot Dumbledore Trashed Hogwarts, Refused To Resign And Ran Off To The Forest To Make Speeches To Angry Trolls.

The Middle Class Is So Funny, It's The Class I Know Best, And It's The Class Where You Find The Most Pretension, So That's What Makes The Middle Classes So Funny.