Somewhere within this realm of imagination there is a mood, a feeling of the wish fulfilled which, if appropriated, means success to you.

Neville kicked aside the broken fragments of his own wand as they walked slowly toward the door. 'My gran's going do kill be,' said Neville thickly, blood spattering from his nose as he spoke, 'dat was by dad's old wand...

You know how I think they choose people for Gryffindor team?' said Malfoy loudly a few minutes later, as Snape awarded Hufflepuff another penalty for now reason at all. 'It's people they feel sorry for. See, there's Potter, who's got no parents, then there's the Weasleys, who've got no money - you should be on the team, Longbottom, you've got no brains.

Don't forget to give Neville our love!' Ginny told James as she hugge.

Spiritual growth is the gradual, I would say, transition from a God of tradition to a God of experience.

Don't forget to give Neville our love!' Ginny told James as she hugged him.!' Neville-'James rolled his eyes.....