You See What You Expect To See,

Everybody Finished The Song At Different Times. At Last, Only The Weasley Twins Were Left Singing Along To A Very Slow Funeral March.

You Need Your Inner Eye Tested, If You Ask Me.

Whatever Job I Had, I Was Always Writing Like Crazy. All I Ever Liked About Offices Was Being Able To Type Up Stories On The Computer When No One Was Looking. I Was Never Paying Much Attention In Meetings Because I Was Usually Scribbling Bits Of My Latest Stories In The Margins Of The Pad Or Thinking Up Names For My Characters. This Is A Problem When You're Supposed To Be Taking Minutes Of The Meeting.

Achievable Goals Are The First Step To Self Improvement.

And Percy Was Shaking His Brother, And Ron Was Kneeling Beside Them, And Fred's Eyes Stared Without Seeing, The Ghost Of His Last Laugh Still Etched Upon His Face.