A Lemon Drop. They're A Kind Of

Fools Who Wear Their Hearts Proudly On Their Sleeves, Who Cannot Control Their Emotions, Who Wallow In Sad Memories And Allow Themselves To Be Provoked This Easily - Weak People, In Other Words.

I Just Hate Meetings.

'-mediocre, Arrogant As His Father, A Determined Rule-breaker, Delighted To Find Himself Famous, Attention-seeking And Impertinent -' Said Severus. 'you See What You Expect To See, Severus.' Said Dumbledore.

Which Way Did They Go, Peeves?" Filch Was Saying. "quick, Tell Me." "say 'please.'" "don't Mess With Me, Peeves, Now Where Did They Go?" "shan't Say Nothing If You Don't Say Please," Said Peeves In His Annoying Singsong Voice. "all Right- Please." "nothing! Ha Haaa! Told You I Wouldn't Say Nothing If You Didn't Say Please! Ha Ha! Haaaaaa!" And They Heard The Sound Of Peeves Whooshing Away And Filch Cursing In Rage.

I Have Never Been Remotely Ashamed Of Having Been Depressed. Never. What's To Be Ashamed Of? I Went Through A Really Rough Time And I Am Quite Proud That I Got Out Of That.