What’re you doing here?” Ron and Fred said at the same time. “Sending a letter,” said Harry and George in unison. “What, at this time?” said Hermione and Fred.
Snape’s eyes were boring into Harry’s. It was exactly like trying to stare out a Hippogriff. Harry tried hard not to blink. ‘Mr Malfoy then saw an extraordinary apparition. Can you imagine what it might have been, Potter?’ ‘No,’ said Harry, now trying to sound innocently.
There was no benign smile upon Dumbledore’s face, no twinkle in the eyes behind the spectacles. There was cold fury in every line of the ancient face; a sense of power radiated from Dumbledore as though he were giving off burning heat.
Las’ time I saw you, you was only a baby,” said the giant. “Yeh look a lot like yer dad, but yeh’ve got yer mum’s eyes.
With fumbling fingers Harry started to remove his many layers of clothing. Where “chivalry” entered into this, he thought ruefully, he was not entirely sure, unless it counted as chivalrous that he was not calling for Hermione to do it in his stead.
First think of the person who lives in disguise, Who deals in secrets and tells naught but lies. Next, tell me what’s always the last thing to mend, The middle of middle and end of the end? And finally give me the sound often heard During the search for a hard-to-find word. Now string them together, and answer me this, Which creature would you be unwilling to kiss?
Oh, shut up, Weatherby,’ said Fred.
Every witch or wizard with a wand has held in his or her hands more power than we will ever know. With the right spell or potion, they can fabricate love, travel through time, change physical form and even extinguish life.
However, Ron did not appear on the map, and after a while Harry found himself taking it out simply to stare at Ginny’s name in the girls’ dormitory, wondering whether the intensity with which he gazed at it might break into her sleep, that she would somehow know he was thinking about her, hoping she was all right.
Bye, Harry!” said Hermione, and she did something she had never done before, and kissed him on the cheek.
He saw Ron and Neville bringing down Fenrir Greyback, Aberforth Stunning Rookwood, Arthur and Percy flooring Thicknesse, and Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy running through the crowd, not even attempting to fight, screaming for their son.
Somewhere over there,” said Ron, pointing along the shelves. “Looking for another book. I think she’s trying to read the whole library before Christmas.” Harry.
It was not, after all, so easy to die. Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: to think that people had years and years, time to waste, so much time it dragged, and he was clinging to each second. At the same time he thought he would not be able to go on, and knew that he must. The long game was ended, the Snitch had been caught, it was time to leave the air...
His scar burned, but he was master of the pain; he felt it, yet was apart from it.
Are you sure that’s a real spell?” said the girl. “Well, it’s not very good, is it?
In other words, I acted exactly as Voldemort expects us fools who love to act.
Just cast a spell, Dad, and change me into what you want me to be, okay?
It is hard to stand up to your enemies, but even harder to stand up to you friends.
I was just wondering whether Mr. Potter has quite the temperament for an Auror?
Who d’you know who’s lost a buttock?’ the violet-haired woman asked Mad-Eye interestedly.