This blog is dedicated to the Queen's big seven. The queen being none other than the talented J.K. Rowling who gave me, and many around the world their childhood.

students out of bed

Harry, the boy who seemed dead lost in class.

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone;

Dumbledore: Harry, do you know why Professor Quirrell couldn’t bear to have you touch him?
[Harry shakes his head]
Dumbledore: It was because of your mother. She sacrificed herself for you, and that kind of act leaves a mark.
[Harry reaches up to touch his scar]
Dumbledore: No, no. This kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives in your very skin.
Harry: What is it?
Dumbledore: Love, Harry. Love.

Harry Potter + Quidditch

“Good, you can help Harry look in the library for information on Nicolas Flamel.”
“But we’ve looked a hundred times!”