Harry led them all back into the kitchen where, laughing and chattering, they settled on chairs, sat themselves upon Aunt Petunia's gleaming work-surfaces or leaned up against her spotless appliances: Ron, long and lanky; Hermione, her bushy hair tied back in a long plait; Fred and George, grinning identically; Bill, badly scarred and long-haired; Mr Weasley, kind-faced, balding, his spectacles a little awry; Mad-Eye, battle-worn, one-legged, his bright blue magical eye whizzing in its socket; Tonks, whose short hair was her favourite shade of bright pink; Lupin, greyer, more lined; Fleur, slender and beautiful, with her long, slivery blonde hair; Kingsley, bald, black, broad-shouldered; Hagrid, with his wild hair and beard, standing hunchbacked to avoid hitting his head on the ceiling and Mundungus Fletcher, small, dirty and hangdog, with his droopy, basset hound's eyes and matted hair.
JK Rowling - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, page 44
Why I am reading this again? Because it rules. I mean, come on, Harry Potter?! I believe that the haters are the ones who have never read it. Read it.
I guess I'm also preparing for the English test we have on Monday. We're aloud to take books with us and everything, so much preparation isn't needed, but I find that reading a well written english book before having tests sharpens my mind.
I always learn new words and new ways to make smart-looking sentences. And that pays off.
Now I'm going back to reading this piece of magic.
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