“Potter! Weasley! What are you doing?” It was Professor McGonagall, and her mouth was the thinnest of thin lines. “We were —… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Harry!” he panted, massaging his immense chest beneath his emerald-green silk pajamas. “My dear boy…what a surprise…Minerva, do please explain…Severus…what…?” “Our headmaster… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Harry!” he panted, massaging his immense chest beneath his emerald-green silk pajamas. “My dear boy…what a surprise…Minerva, do please explain…Severus…what…?” “Our headmaster… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Professor,” Harry said, approaching the little Charms master, “Professor, I’m sorry to interrupt, but this is important. Have you got any idea… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
Professor,” Harry gasped. “Your bird — I couldn’t do anything — he just caught fire — — Anonymous Copy Share Image
