Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears. "After all this time?"
"Always", said Snape.“It is the quality of one's convictions that determines success, not the number of followers.But he was home. Hogwarts was the first and best home he had known. He and Voldemort and Snape, the abandoned boys, had all found home here.25
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."You - will - never - touch - our - children - again!" screamed Mrs. Weasley. Bellatrix laughed, the same exhilarated laugh her cousin Sirius had given as he toppled backwards through the veil, and suddenly Harry knew what was going to happen before it did. Molly's curse soared beneath Bellatrix's outstretched arm and hit her squarely in the chest, directly over her heart.Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.37
Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?Hermione: "We didn't hear stories like that when we were little, we heard 'Snow White and the Seven Dwarves' and 'Cinderella'..."
Ron: "What's that? An illness?"It is a curious thing, Harry, but perhaps those who are best suited to power are those who have never sought it. Those who, like you, have leadership thrust upon them, and take up the mantle because they must, and find to their own surprise that they wear it well.Words are, in my not so humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic, capable of both inflicting injury and remedying it.Power was my weakness and my temptation.The dedication of this book is split seven ways: To Neil, to Jessica, to David, to Kenzie, to Di, to Anne, and to you, if you have stuck with Harry until the very end.Actually, I’m highly logical which allows me to look past extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others overlook."Are you planning to follow a career in Magical Law, Miss Granger?" asked Scrimgeour.
"No, I’m not," retorted Hermione. "I'm hoping to do some good in the world!"If you're not in Gryffindor, we'll disinherit you, but no pressure.Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living. And above all, all those who live without love.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.9
I mean, you could claim that anything's real if the only basis for believing in it is that nobody's proved it doesn't exist!Wands are only as powerful as the wizards who use them. Some wizards just like to boast that theirs are bigger and better than other people's.Hermione: "You think it's all going to be all right if you just say sorry?"
Ron: "Well, what else can I say?"
Hermione: "Oh, I don't know! Rack your brains, Ron, that should only take a couple of seconds.""So that's little Scorpius," said Ron under his breath. "Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank God you inherited your mother's brains."
"Ron, for heaven's sake," said Hermione, half-stern, half-amused. "Don't try to turn them against each other before they've even started school!"
"You're right, sorry," said Ron, but unable to help himself he added, "don't get too friendy with him, though, Rosi. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pure-blood."Harry: "You're not still mad at him, are you?"
Hermione: "I'm always mad at him.""I'll join you when Hell freezes over," said Neville. "Dumbledore's Army!" he shouted, and there was an answering cheer from the crowd, whom Voldemort's Silencing Charms seemed unable to hold.I have spied for you and lied for you, put myself in mortal danger for you. Everything was supposed to be to keep Lily Potter’s son safe. Now you tell me you have been raising him like a pig for slaughter.Don't get lulled into a false sense of security, thinking he's out of the country. Maybe he is, maybe he isn't, but the fact remains he can move faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo."My word, Severus, that I shall never reveal the best of you?" Dumbledore sighed, looking down into Snape's ferocious, anguished face. "If you insist..."If we die for them, I'll kill you, Harry!And leave Hermione? You mad? We wouldn't last two days without her. Don't tell her I said that.Hermione launched herself forwards and started punching every inch of him that she could reach.
"Ouch - ow - gerroff! What the -? Hermione - OW!"
"You - complete - arse - Ronald - Weasley!"
She punctuated every word with a blow: Ron backed away, shielding his head as Hermione advanced.Snape: "I am not such a coward."
Dumbledore: "No. You are a braver man by far than Igor Karkaroff. You know, I sometimes think we Sort too soon.""NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH!" Mrs. Weasley threw off her cloak as she ran, freeing her arms. Bellatrix spun on the spot, roaring with laughter at the sight of her new challenger. "OUT OF MY WAY!" shouted Mrs. Weasley to the three girls, and with a swipe of her wand she began to duel."We protest! And I'm hunted quite as much as any goblin or elf, Griphook! I'm a Mudblood!"
"Don't call yourself -" Ron muttered.
"Why shouldn't I?" said Hermione. "Mudblood, and proud of it!"Lily: "Does it make a difference, being Muggle-born?"
Severus: "No. It doesn't make any difference."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.Snape: "Hide them all, then. Keep her - them - safe. Please."
Dumbledore: "And what will you give me in return, Severus?"
Snape: "In - return? Anything.""Would you like me to do it now?" asked Snape, his voice heavy with irony. "Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?"Come, daddy. Harry doesn't want to talk to us right now. He's just too polite to say it."Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?"
Luna: "I think the answer is that a circle has no beginning."I've interrupted a deep thought, haven't I? I can see it growing smaller in your eyes.Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.James lifted an invisible sword. "Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart! Like my dad."
Snape made a small, disparaging noise. James turned on him. "Got a problem with that?"
"No," said Snape, though his slight sneer said otherwise. "If you'd rather be brawny than brainy -"
"Where're you hoping to go, seeing as you're neither?" interjected Sirius.Snape: "I wish... I wish I were dead..."
Dumbledore: "And what use would that be to anyone?"He will know why I died and I hope he will understand. I was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life."Oh, I'm so sorry," hissed Hermione, and as she dragged the waitress out of sight of the windows, Harry heard her mutter a suggestion as to where Ron could stick his wand instead."Look... at... me..." he whispered. The green eyes found the black, but after a second, something in the depths of the dark pair seemed to vanish, leaving them fixed, blank, and empty. The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor, and Snape moved no more."They think I'm a waste of space, actually, but I'm used to -"
"I don't think you're a waste of space."
If Harry had not seen Dudley's lips move, he might not have believed it.Scrimgeour: "I notice that your birthday cake is in the shape of a Snitch. Why is that?"
Hermione: "Oh, it can't be a reference to the fact Harry's a great Seeker, that's way too obvious. There must be a secret message from Dumbledore hidden in the icing!"I've modified my parents' memories so that they're convinced that they're really called Wendell and Monica Wilkins, and that their life's ambition is to move to Australia, which they have now done.Snape: "Mediocre, arrogant as his father, a determined rule-breaker, delighted to find himself famous, attention-seeking and impertinent -"
Dumbledore: "You see what you expect to see, Severus. Other teachers report that the boy is modest, likeable and reasonably talented. Personally, I find him an engaging child."Phineas Nigellus: "Headmaster! They are camping in the Forest of Dean! The Mudblood -"
Severus Snape: "Do not use that word!'You didn't just lose a mother that night in Godric's Hollow, you know. I lost a sister.George: "So what's the plan, Harry?"
Harry: "There isn't one."
Fred: "Just going to make it up as we go along, are we? My favourite kind.""Why would Harry Potter try to get inside Ravenclaw Tower? Potter belongs in my house!"
Beneath the disbelief and anger, Harry heard a little strain of pride in her voice, and affection for Minerva McGonagall gushed up inside him.Hermione: "It's impossible to make good food out of nothing! You can summon it if you know where it is, you can transform it, you can increase the quantity if you've already got some -"
Ron: "- well, don't bother increasing this, it's disgusting."We're all human, aren't we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving.Ron: "What are we doing with all these books, anyway?"
Hermine: "Just trying to decide which ones to take with us when we're looking for the Horcruxes."
Ron: "Oh, of course. I forgot we'll be hunting down Voldemort in a mobile library."I think you're like James, who would have regarded it as the height of dishonour to mistrust his friends.Harry: "Why are you here? All of you?"
Lily: "We never left."Kill me, then, Voldemort, I welcome death! But my death will not bring you what you seek... there is so much you do not understand...Carrow: "Couple of kids more or less, what's the difference?"
McGonagall: "Only the difference between truth and lies, courage and cowardice. A difference, in short, which you and your sister seem unable to appreciate."Bellatrix: "How dare you defy your masters?"
Dobby: "Dobby has no master! Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends!"We’re all going to keep fighting, Harry. You know that?As inspiring as I find your bloodlust Bellatrix, I must be the one to kill Harry Potter."And what will you give me in return, Severus?"
"In - in return?" Snape gaped at Dumbledore, and Harry expected him to protest, but after a long moment he said, "Anything."Well, none of us really fancy it, mate. Imagine if something went wrong, and we ended up a scrawny specky git forever.Moody: "For those of you who haven't taken Polyjuice Potion before, fair warning: It tastes like goblin piss."
Fred: "Have a lot of experience with that, do you, Mad-Eye?"Fred and George turned to each other and said together, "Wow, we're identical!"
"I dunno though, I think I'm still better looking," said Fred, examining his reflection in the kettle."Well, that's that plan scuppered," said George, "Obviously there's no chance at all of us getting a bit of your hair unless you cooperate."
"Yeah, thirteen of us against one bloke who's not allowed to use magic; we've got no chance," said Fred."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.There's a time and a place for getting a smart mouth.Vot is the point of being an international Quidditch player if all the good-looking girls are taken?Harry stunned the Death Eater as they passed. Malfoy looked around, beaming, for his savior, and Ron punched him from under the cloak. Malfoy fell backward on top of the Death Eater, his mouth bleeding, utterly bemused.
"And that's the second time we've saved your life tonight, you two-faced bastard!" Ron yelled.What will happen to your children when I've killed you? When Mummy's gone the same way as Freddie?If she dies under questioning, I'll take you next. Blood traitor is next to Mudblood in my book.Lily Evans: "Doesn't your dad like magic?"
Severus Snape: "He doesn't like anything, much."Bless him, and to think I used to dream of chopping off his head.Master Regulus was strange, not as he usually was, disturbed in his mind, Kreacher could tell ... and he asked Kreacher to take him to the cave, the cave where Kreacher had gone with the Dark Lord.Fight! Fight for my master, the defender of the house-elves! Fight the Dark Lord, in the name of brave Regulus!Kreacher: "Kreacher needed water, he crawled to the island's edge and he drank from the black lake ... and hands, dead hands, came out of the water and dragged Kreacher under the surface..."
Harry: "How did you get away?"
Kreacher: "Master Regulus told Kreacher to come back."
Harry: "I know – but how did you escape the Inferi?"
Kreacher: "Master Regulus told Kreacher to come back."The diadem of Ravenclaw? A little extra wisdom never goes amiss Potter, but I hardly think it would be much use in this situation.You'll do no more murder at Hogwarts!You realize, of course, that nothing we do will be able to keep out You-Know-Who indefinitely?Dirk Cresswell: "Muggle-born, eh?"
Dean Thomas: "Not sure. My dad left my mum when I was a kid. I've got no proof he was a wizard, though."I know Harry Potter. And I reckon he's the real thing - the Chosen One, or whatever you want to call it.We're fighting, aren't we? The message said Harry was back, and we were going to fight! I'll have to get a wand, though...My brother sacrificed many things, Mr. Potter, on his journey to find power, including Ariana, and she was devoted to him. He gave her everything... but time.Harry: "You're the one who sent Dobby!"
Aberforth: "Where have you left him?"
Harry: "He's dead."
Aberforth: "Sorry to hear it. I liked that elf.""That old berk," muttered Aberforth, taking another swig of mead. "Thought the sun shone out of my brother's every orifice, he did."The Order's finished. You-Know-Who's won. Anyone who says otherwise is killing themselves.Ron: "The silver doe. Was that you too? Someone sent a doe Patronus to us!"
Aberforth: "Brains like that, you could be a Death Eater, son. Haven't I just proven my Patronus is a goat?"I could get her to eat when she wouldn't do it for my mother, I could calm her down, when she was in one of her rages, and when she was quiet, she used to help me feed the goats.It's not a job my brother's given you. It's a suicide mission. Do yourself a favor, boy, and go home. Live a little longer.Harry: "It's... he left me a job."
Aberforth: "Did he now? Nice job, I hope? Pleasant? Easy? Sort of thing you'd expect an unqualified wizard kid to be able to do without over-stretching themselves?"What makes you think you can trust him? What makes you think you can believe anything my brother told you? In all the time you knew him, did he ever mention my name? Did he ever mention hers?Harry: "Why should he...-"
Aberforth: "Keep secrets? You tell me."
Harry: "I trusted him."
Aberforth: "That's a boy's answer. A boy who goes chasing horcruxes on the word of a man who wouldn't even tell you where to start. You're lying!""All the same, we should get to bed," whispered Hermione. "It wouldn't do to oversleep tomorrow."
"No," agreed Ron. "A brutal triple murder by the bridegroom's mother might put a bit of a damper on the wedding."Nightmare, Muriel ist. She used to come for Christmas every year, then, thank God, she took offence because Fred and George set off a Dungbomb under her chair at dinner.You are the true master of death, because the true master does not seek to run away from Death. He accepts that he must die, and understands that there are far, far worse things in the living world than dying.I won't blast people out of my way just because they're there. That's Voldemort's job.This isn't your average book, it's pure gold: Twelve Fail-Safe Ways to Charm Witches. Explains everything you need to know about girls. if only I'd had this last year I'd have known exactly how to get rid of Lavender and I would've known how to get going with... Well Fred and George gave me a copy, and I've learned a lot. You'd be surprised, it's not all about wandwork, either. 
