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“Dobby knows, sir! Harry Potter has to go into the lake and find his Wheezy -”

“Find my what?”

“- and take his Wheezy back from the merpeople!”

“What’s a Wheezy?”

“Your Wheezy, sir, your Wheezy-Wheezy who is giving Dobby his sweater!”

Dobby plucked at the shrunken maroon sweater he was now wearing over his shorts.

“What?” Harry gasped. “They’ve got…they’ve got Ron?”

“The thing Harry Potter will miss most, sir!” squeaked Dobby.

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People say to me, “I was so expecting you to be a dick.” It’s incredible when the expectations are so low. In a way it’s great, because pretty much everyone I’ve met in the last 10 years has expected me to be a complete twat. So it’s easy to exceed that. It’s not amazing to me I didn’t grow up to be a twat, because I had great people around me.