“WAR,” SAYS MAYOR PRENTISS, his eyes glinting.
“YOUR NOISE REVEALS YOU, TOOD HEWITT”
It was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leaving the slightest trace of meaning behind.
Every morning I wake up and I tell myself this: It’s just one day, one twenty-four-hour period to get yourself through.
Jane Roberts sat up on her white chaise longue and gazed at the horizon between the vast blue ocean and the vast blue sky.
Ann clomped over in her King Kong slippers, with a yoghurt, a spoon and a really annoyed expression.
The hottest day of the summer so far was drawing to a close and a drowsy silence lay over the large, square house of Privet Drive.
The villagers of Little Hangleton still called it “the Riddle House,” even though it had been many years since the Riddle family had lived there.
Harry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways.