But Death was cunning.
I knew Ginny was lying about that tattoo.
There you go, Harry!” Ron shouted over the noise. “You weren’t being thick after all – you were showing moral fiber!
Which only goes to show that the best of us must sometimes eat our words,? Dumbledore went on, smiling.
Once again I must ask too much of you, Harry.
Choose what to believe. He wanted the truth. Why was everybody so determined that he should not get it.
Celebrity is as celebrity does.
He chanced a glance at her. She was not tearful; that was one of the many wonderful things about Ginny, she was rarely weepy. He had sometimes thought that having six brothers must have toughened her up.
Parents shouldn’t leave their kids unless – unless they’ve got to.
You’d better hurry up, they’ll be waiting for ‘the Chosen Captain’ – ‘The Boy Who Scored’ – whatever they call you these days.
Well, I dreamed I was playing Quidditch the other night,? said Ron, screwing up his face in an effort to remember. ‘What d’you reckon that means?’ ‘Probably that you’re going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something,’ said Harry.
Then he heard a terrible cry that pulled at his insides, that expressed agony of a kind that neither flame nor curse could cause, and he stood up, swaying, more frightened than he had been that day, more frightened, perhaps, than he had been in his whole life...
Harry was just thinking that all he needed was for Dumbledore’s pet bird to die while he was all alone in the office with it, when the bird burst into flames.
It seemed impossible that there could be people in the world who still desired food, who laughed, who neither knew nor cared that Sirius Black was gone forever.
Enemies of the Heir, beware! You’ll be next, Mudbloods!
One more lesson like that and I might just do a Weasley.
What we achieve inwardly will change outer reality.
I would like to be remembered as someone who did the best she could with the talent she had.
Don’t count your owls before they are delivered.
The stories we love best do live in us forever.