Oh, Shut Up Weatherby.

You'll Stay With Me?' Until The Very End,' Said James.

Long Ago, When Harry Had Been Left Alone While The Dursley's Went Out To Enjoy Themselves, The Hours Of Solitude Had Been A Rare Treat: Pausing Only To Sneak Something Tasty From The Fridge, He Had Rushed Upstairs To Play On Dudley's Computer, Or Put On The Television And Flicked Through The Channels To His Heart's Content. It Gave Him An Odd Empty Feeling To Remember Those Times; It Was Like Remembering A Younger Brother Whom He Had Lost.

Always The Tone Of Surpise.

I Was Very Low And I Had To Achieve Something. Without The Challenge, I Would Have Gone Stark Raving Mad.

Imagine Losing Fingernails, Harry! That Really Puts Our Sufferings Into Perspective, Doesn't It?