Hermione, will you please —” “Don’t you tell me what to do, Harry Potter!” she screeched. “Don’t you dare! Give it back… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Snow child, indeed. There was something cold, even calculating, about the girl’s beauty. Something was wrong here, though how the hell could… — Barry Eisler Copy Share Image
“Tell me, Harry, what difference would it make if it wasn't real?" Harry thought a moment, his chinless face sour. "We wouldn't… — Robert Anton Wilson Copy Share Image
