The Inner Eye Does Not

Whether You Come Back By Page Or By The Big Screen, Hogwarts Will Always Be There To Welcome You Home.

First Think Of The Person Who Lives In Disguise, Who Deals In Secrets And Tells Naught But Lies. Next, Tell Me What's Always The Last Thing To Mend, The Middle Of Middle And The End Of End? And Finally Give Me The Sound Often Heard During The Search For A Hard-to-find Word. Now String Them Together, And Answer Me This, Which Creature Would You Be Unwilling To Kiss?

He Read The Letter Again, But Could Not Take In Any More Meaning Than He Had Done The First Time And Was Reduced To Staring At The Handwriting Itself. She Had Made Her G's The Same Way He Did : He Searched Through The Letter For Every One Of Them, And Each Felt Like A Friendly Little Wave Glimpsed From Behind A Veil. The Letter Was An Incredible Treasure, Proof That Lily Potter Had Lived, Really Lived, That Her Warm Hand Had Once Moved Across This Parchment, Tracing Ink Into These Letters, These Words, Words About Him, Harry, Her Son.

Where's The Fun Without A Bit Of Risk?

I Don't Feel I Owe My Readers Details Of My Family's Private Life.