'And then I lunged at him. At that moment I quite forgot I was a witch who could have caused much greater harm on Potter with the flick of my wand, which would have been so much smarter as Potter was stronger than me and was quite easily able to defend himself.''

“Knock knock,” Vi said, sitting on her bed with a hopeful face.
I grinned despite my thundery mood. “Who’s there?” I sighed.
“Did you hear the one about the broken quill?” She asked.
“No,” I sighed, not quite sure where she was going with this, “I haven’t,”
“Oh, never mind. It’s pointless,” Violet managed to splutter out before cracking up.'

'“You look like a rabbit when you do that!” Potter said, tilting his head back and laughing.

“Do what?” I asked, snapping my head up.

Potter tapped my nose lightly with his finger, “That nose thing!”

“I do not look like a rabbit!” I said.

“But you’re a very cute rabbit,”'