The best Quotes by Harry James Potter

You're the weak one. And you'll never know love, or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.

I don’t go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me.

"Yes," said Harry stiffly.
"Yes, sir."
"There's no need to call me 'sir' Professor."
The words had escaped him before he knew what he was saying.

They were great men, with huge flaws, and you know what – those flaws almost made them greater.

Hermione: "Feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?"
Harry: "I'm not going home. Not really."

There are no more Horcruxes. It's just you and me. Neither can live while the other survives, and one of us is about to leave for good.

Albus Severus, you were named after two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew.

Even though we've got a fight ahead of us, we've got one thing that Voldemort doesn't have: Something worth fighting for.

"You're dead, Potter!"
Harry raised his eyebrows. "Funny," he said, "you'd think I'd have stopped walking around."

Slughorn: "Exactly how did you get out of the castle, Harry?"
Harry: "Through the front door, sir."

Umbridge: "Potter, do something. Tell them I mean no harm!"
Harry: "I'm sorry, professor. But I must not tell lies."

Ron: "Well, you can't break an Unbreakable Vow."
Harry: "I'd worked that much out for myself, funnily enough."

You seem cleverer than Fudge, so I'd have thought you'd have learned from his mistakes. He tried interfering at Hogwarts. You might have noticed he's not Minister any more, but Dumbledore's still Headmaster.

Waitress: "Harry Potter. Who's Harry Potter?"
Harry: "Oh, no one. Bit of a tosser, really."

I don't remember you rushing to my defence when I was trying to tell everyone Voldemort was back. The Ministry wasn't so keen to be pals last year.

"You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments."
"Yeah," said Harry, "but you, unlike me, are a git."

Scrimgeour: "Dumbledore's man through and through, aren't you, Potter?"
Harry: "Yeah, I am. Glad we straightened that out."

Lupin: "Harry, I've left a letter telling your aunt and uncle not to worry."
Harry: "They won't."
Lupin: "That you're safe."
Harry: "That'll just depress them."
Lupin: "And you'll see them next summer."
Harry: "Do I have to?"

"I've already got a house, my godfather left me one. So why would I want this one? All the happy memories?"
There was silence. Harry thought he had rather impressed his uncle with this argument.

Love blinds. We have both tried to give our sons, not what they needed, but what we needed. We’ve been so busy trying to rewrite our own pasts, we’ve blighted their present.

Draco: "Got plenty of special features, hasn't it? Shame it doesn't come with a parachute - in case you get too near a Dementor."
Harry: "Pity you can't attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy. Then it could catch the Snitch for you."

"Blimey," said the other twin. "Are you -?"
"He is," said the first twin. "Aren’t you?" he added to Harry. "What?" said Harry. "Harry Potter," chorused the twins. "Oh, him," said Harry. "I mean, yes, I am."

Ron: "Blimey, Harry. You've slayed dragons. If you can't get a date, who can?"
Harry: "I think I'd take the dragon right now."

I just didn't think my dad would have wanted his best friends to become killers. Besides, dead, the truth dies with him. Alive, you're free.

Vernon: "Listening to the news! Again?"
Harry: "Well, it changes every day, you see."

I won't blast people out of my way just because they're there. That's Voldemort's job.

Ron: "There is no way they'd let me be a Death Eater! My whole family are blood traitors! That's as bad as Muggle-borns to Death Eaters!"
Harry: "And they'd love to have me. We'd be best pals if they didn't keep trying to do me in."

I'm going to keep going until I succeed - or die. Don't think I don't know how this might end. I've known it for years.

"I wonder if you could give me a quick word? How you felt facing that dragon? How do you feel now about the fairness of the scoring?"
"Yeah, you can have a word," said Harry savagely. "Goodbye!"

Severus Snape wasn't yours. Snape was Dumbledores, Dumbledores from the moment you started hunting down my mother.

Harry: "There's already a good chance Umbridge has chucked it away; the thing doesn't open."
Ron: "Unless she's found a way of opening it and she's now possessed."
Harry: "Wouldn't make any difference to her, she was so evil in the first place."

Scrimgeour: "It's time you learned some respect!"
Harry: "It's time you earned it."

Ginny: "I think Mum thinks that if she can stop the three of you getting together and planning, she'll be able to delay you leaving."
Harry: "And then what does she think's going to happen? Someone else might kill off Voldemort while she's holding us here making vol-au-vents?"

"Comin' ter see old Aragog off, though, eh? Well… he'd've liked that, Aragog would."
Harry thought privately that what Aragog would have liked most about Slughorn was the ample amount of edible flesh he provided.

There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione's arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet.
"Is this the moment?" Harry asked weakly, and when nothing happened except that Ron and Hermione gripped each other still more firmly and swayed on the spot, he raised his voice. "Oi! There's a war going on here!"

Angelina: "They're two blokes called Crabbe and Goyle, I don't know much about them. They don't look bright enough to tell one end of a broom from the other. But then I was always surprised Derrick and Bole managed to find their way on to the pitch without signposts."
Harry: "Crabbe and Goyle are in the same mould."

This is night, Diddykins. That's what we call it when it goes all dark like this.

Yeah, Quirrell was a great teacher. There was just that minor drawback of him having Lord Voldemort sticking out of the back of his head!

Ron: "I dreamed I was buying new shoes last night. What d'ya think that's gonna mean?"
Harry: "Probably that you're going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something."

He was my mum and dad's best friend. He's a convicted murderer, but he's broken out of wizard prison and he's on the run. He likes to keep in touch with me, though... keep up with my news... check if I'm happy.

Harry: "Dumbledore would have given me the sword? Maybe he thought it would look nice on my wall."
Scrimgeour: "This is not a joke, Potter! Did he give you that sword, Potter, because he believed, as do many, that you are the one destined to destroy He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?"
Harry: "Interesting theory. Has anyone ever tried sticking a sword in Voldemort? Maybe the Ministry should put some people onto that."

Draco: "You wait. I'll have you. You can't land my father in prison."
Harry: "I thought I just had."

Yeah? Did he say you look like a pig that's been taught to walk on its hind legs? 'Cause that's not cheek, Dud, that's true.

Dudley: "I know what day it is."
Harry: "Well done. You've finally learned the days of the week."

You know your mother, Malfoy? That expression she's got, like she's got dung under her nose? Has she always looked like that, or was it just because you were with her?

Harry: "Snape'll be gone by the end of the year."
Ron: "What do you mean?"
Harry: "That job's jinxed. No one's lasted more than a year... Quirrell actually died doing it. Personally, I'm going to keep my fingers crossed for another death."

Harry: "You don't learn from your mistakes, Riddle, do you?"
Voldemort: "You dare -"
Harry: "Yes I dare. I know things you don't know, Tom Riddle. I know lots of important things that you don't. Want to hear some, before you make another big mistake?"

"You've sort of made up for it tonight," said Harry. "Getting the sword. Finishing off the Horcux. Saving my life."
"That makes me sound a lot cooler than I was," Ron mumbled.
"Stuff like that always sounds cooler than it really was," said Harry. "I've been trying to tell you that for years."

I've never fought alone, you see. And I never will.

Harry: "He'll try and get me through you."
Ginny: "What if I don't care?"
Harry: "I care. How do you think I'd feel if this was your funeral... and it was my fault."

I shouldn't have survived - it was my destiny to die - even Dumbledore thought so - and yet i lived. I beat Voldemort. All these people - all these people - my parents, Fred, the Fallen Fifty - and it's me that gets to live? How is that? All this damage - and it's my fault.

Dumbledore: "I assume, right about now, you're wondering why I brought you here. Am I right?"
Harry: "Actually, sir, after all these years, I just sort of go with it."

Harry barely slept that night. When he awoke on Monday morning, he seriously considered for the first time ever just running away from Hogwarts. But as he looked around the Great Hall at breakfast time, and thought about what leaving the castle would mean, he knew he couldn't do it. It was the only place he had ever been happy.

Luna: "You're Harry Potter."
Harry: "I know I am."