And Death spoke to them —’” “Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?” “It’s a fairy tale, Harry!” “Right, sorry. Go on. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“ There were once three brothers who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at twilight --’” “Midnight, our mum always told us,” said Ron, who had stretched out, arms behind his head, to listen. Hermione shot him a look… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
