You're the weak one. And you'll never know love, or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.
We've all got both light and dark inside of us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.
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!"
Hermione: "Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have!"
"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.
Harry, suffering like this proves you are still a man! This pain is part of being human.
Give five signs that identify the werewolf. Excellent question. One: He's sitting on my chair. Two: He's wearing my clothes. Three: His name's Remus Lupin.
The world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.
Hermione: "I mean, it's sort of exciting isn't it? Breaking the rules."
Ron: "Who are you and what have you done with Hermione Granger?"
Ron: "Who are you and what have you done with Hermione Granger?"
Youth cannot know how age thinks and feels. But old men are guilty if they forget what it was to be young.
You may, perhaps, wondered why I never chose you as a prefect? I must confess... that I rather thought... you had enough responsibility to be going on with.
My mum always said things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end. If not always in the way we expect.
"Ron," said Hermione in a dignified voice, dipping the point of her quill into her ink pot, "you are the most insensitive wart I have ever had the misfortune to meet."
Crabbe, loosen your hold a little. If Longbottom suffocates it will mean a lot of tedious paperwork.
Umbridge: "You will please copy the approved text four times to ensure maximum retention. There'll be no need to talk."
Hermione: "No need to think's more like it."
Hermione: "No need to think's more like it."
Fools who wear their hearts proudly on their sleeves, who cannot control their emotions, who wallow in sad memories and allow themselves to be provoked this easily - weak people, in other words.
Your failure to understand that there are things much worse than death has always been your greatest weakness.
Without progress there will be stagnation and decay. There again, progress for progress's sake must be discouraged, for our tried and tested traditions often require no tinkering. A balance, then, between old and new, between permanence and change, between tradition and innovation.
Hermione drew herself to her full height; her eyes were narrowed and her hair seemed to crackle with electricity.
"No," she said, her voice quivering with anger, "but I will write to your mother."
"No," she said, her voice quivering with anger, "but I will write to your mother."
"Grawp's about sixteen feet tall, enjoys ripping up twenty-foot pine trees, and knows me," she snorted, "as Hermy."
"You're a prefect? Oh Ronnie! That's everyone in the family!"
"What are Fred and I? Next door neighbors?"
"What are Fred and I? Next door neighbors?"
"You don't want to bottle up your anger like that, Harry, let it all out," said Fred, also beaming. "There might be a couple of people fifty miles away who didn't hear you."
Sirius was a brave, clever, and energetic man, and such men are not usually content to sit at home in hiding while they believe others to be in danger.
"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."
"Yeah," said Harry, "but you, unlike me, are a git."
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."
Harry raised his eyebrows. "Funny," he said, "you'd think I'd have stopped walking around."
"You do not seek to kill me, Dumbledore?" called Voldemort, his scarlet eyes narrowed. "Above such brutality, are you?"
"We both know that there are other ways of destroying a man, Tom," Dumbledore said calmly.
"We both know that there are other ways of destroying a man, Tom," Dumbledore said calmly.
Umbridge: "Potter, do something. Tell them I mean no harm!"
Harry: "I'm sorry, professor. But I must not tell lies."
Harry: "I'm sorry, professor. But I must not tell lies."
Ron: "Hermione's allowed in our dormitory, how come we're not allowed -?"
Hermine: "Well, it's an old-fashioned rule. But it says in Hogwarts: A History, that the founders thought boys were less trustworthy than girls."
Hermine: "Well, it's an old-fashioned rule. But it says in Hogwarts: A History, that the founders thought boys were less trustworthy than girls."
"Kreacher said nothing," said the elf, with a second bow to George, adding in a clear undertone, "and there's its twin, unnatural little beasts they are."
You know, Minister, I disagree with Dumbledore on many counts... but you cannot deny he's got style.
Dumbledore says he doesn't care what they do as long as they don't take him off the Chocolate Frog cards.
Even Fred had said that Ron might yet make him and George proud, and that they were seriously considering admitting he was related to them, something they assured him they had been trying to deny for four years.
"I can't see any boils," said Ron, staring at the twins.
"No, well, you wouldn't," said Fred darkly, "they're not in a place we generally display to the public."
"But it makes sitting on a broom a right pain in the -"
"No, well, you wouldn't," said Fred darkly, "they're not in a place we generally display to the public."
"But it makes sitting on a broom a right pain in the -"
Ron: "I have not got spattergroit!"
Healer: "But the unsightly blemishes upon your visage, young master -"
Ron: "They're freckles!"
Healer: "But the unsightly blemishes upon your visage, young master -"
Ron: "They're freckles!"
"I love hearing Mum shouting at someone else," said Fred, with a satisfied smile on his face as he opened the door an inch or so to allow Mrs Weasley's voice to permeate the room better, "it makes such a nice change."
"The idiots are letting her get into her stride," said George, shaking his head. "You've got to head her off early otherwise she builds up a head of steam and goes on for hours."
"The idiots are letting her get into her stride," said George, shaking his head. "You've got to head her off early otherwise she builds up a head of steam and goes on for hours."
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