Occupation: Novelist Birth: July 31, 1965
No, there is literally nothing on the business side that I wouldn't sacrifice in a heartbeat to have an extra couple of hours' writing. Nothing..
I think they ought to know. You do them a disservice by not confiding something this important to them.” “I didn’t want —” “— to worry or frighten th….
I loved writing for kids, I loved talking to children about what I'd written, I don't want to leave that behind..
Always the tone of surpise..
He was slumped in the back, gazing out of the window, as though his parents were two people who had picked him up hitchhiking, connected to him merel….
When Filch wasn't guarding the scene of the crime, he was skulking red-eyed through the corridors, lunging out at unsuspecting students and trying to….
I don't think I am evangelical in my work..
Why had he never appreciated the miracle that he was, brain and nerve and bounding heart?.
Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother?.
And as she jogged out of sight, they could hear her muttering, "Tentacula. Devil's Snare. And Snargaluff pods. Yes, I'd like to see Death Eaters figh….
Harry was just thinking that all he needed was for Dumbledore's pet bird to die while he was all alone in the office with it, when the bird burst int….
Do you remember me telling you we are practicing non-verbal spells, Potter?" "Yes," said Harry stiffly. "Yes, sir." "There's no need to call me "sir"….
How in the name of Merlin's pants have you managed to get your hands on those Horcrux books?.
I imagined being a famous writer would be like being like Jane Austen..
Directly above them, framed in the doorway from the Brain Room, stood Albus Dumbledore, his wand aloft, his face white and furious. Harry felt a kind….
We all know that the people we love are mortal, we all know we’re mortal, we know it’s going to end; you cannot prepare yourself for it..
He's a funny man, Dumbledore. I think he sort of wanted to give me a chance. I think he knows more or less everything that goes on here, you know. I ….
He read the letter again, but could not take in any more meaning than he had done the first time and was reduced to staring at the handwriting itself….
He sounds exactly like Moody," said Harry quietly, tucking the letter away again inside his robes. "'Constant vigilance!' You'd think I walk around w….
Gavin saw a grave purely as a marker for the place where a corpse was decomposing; a nasty thought, yet people took it into their heads to visit and ….
I have seen your heart, and it is mine..