The best Quotes from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

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.

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.

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.

If you're not in Gryffindor, we'll disinherit you, but no pressure.

Actually, I’m highly logical which allows me to look past extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others overlook.

Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living. And above all, all those who live without love.

"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!"

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.

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 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."

"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!"

"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.

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.

"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."

Ron: "One person couldn't feel all that. They'd explode."
Hermione: "Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have!"

Well, it may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair.

Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.

"Follow the spiders"... Why spiders? Why couldn't it be "follow the butterflies"?

"E" for "Exceeds Expectations". And I've always thought Fred and I should've got "E" in everything, because we exceeded expectations just by turning up for the exams.