The Maple Bookshelf

When does childhood end? It ends here. It ends now. And it ends forever.

She decided that the sight in front of her—Draco Malfoy purchasing bread, alone, to eat, alone—was not funny at all, but was, in fact, rather sad.

"Oh, don't be such a killjoy. Come on, just tell me. If you could die in a way of your own choosing, how do you want to do it? I'd like to die by a lake. At sunrise. In the winter, I think. Yes, in the winter, with two feet of snow all around me, and my fading breath clouding the air."