The best Quotes by Molly Weasley

"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.

"What do you like me to call you when we’re alone together?"
"Mollywobbles," whispered a mortified Mrs Weasley into the crack at the edge of the door.

"NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU B*TCH!" 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.

He got caught by Apollyon Pringle - he was the caretaker in those days - your father's still got the marks.

"Oh, come and stir my cauldron,
And if you do it right
I'll boil you up some hot, strong love
To keep you warm tonight."
"We danced to this when we were eighteen!" said Mrs Weasley, wiping her eyes on her knitting.

Ron dropped several boxes, swore and made a rude hand gesture at Fred that was unfortunately spotted by Mrs Weasley, who had chosen that moment to appear. "If I see you do that again I'll jinx your fingers together."

A good first impression can work wonders.

Arthur: "The things our lot have taken to enchanting, you wouldn't believe it-"
Molly: "Like cars, for instance?"

"Please, come in, sit down, Minister!" fluttered Mrs. Weasley, straightening her hat. "Have a little purkey, or some tooding."

"Ron!", she said furiously. "Don't you ever let me see you throwing knives again!"
"I won't," said Ron, "let you see," he added under his breath, as he turned back to the sprout mountain.

"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."

"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."

"When I get married," said Fred, tugging at the collar of his own robes, "I won't be bothering with any of this nonsense. You can all wear what you like, and I'll put a full Body-Bind Curse on Mum until it's all over."

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?"

Molly: "People think they might be dead tomorrow, so they're rushing all sorts of decisions they'd normally take time over. It was the same last time he was powerful, people eloping left, right, and centre -"
Ginny: "Including you and Dad."

He held up the envelope in which Mrs Weasley's letter had come, and Harry had to fight down a laugh. Every bit of it was covered in stamps except for a square inch on the front, into which Mrs. Weasley had squeezed the Dursleys' address in minute writing.

What will happen to your children when I've killed you? When Mummy's gone the same way as Freddie?

A picture of your parents outside their house - if you can call it a house! Your mother could do with losing a bit of weight, couldn't she?

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.

...yet, sadly, accidental rudeness occurs alarmingly often. Best to say nothing at all, my dear man.

"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.

I make mistakes like the next man. In fact, being - forgive me - rather cleverer than most men, my mistakes tend to be correspondingly huger.

People find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong than being right.

Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain!

"They run off eckeltricity, do they?" he said knowledgeably. "Ah yes, I can see the plugs. I collect plugs."

One of his jinxes backfired, the toilet exploded and they found him lying unconscious in the wreckage covered from head to foot in -

Harry: "A Regurgitating Toilet?"
Arthur: "Anti-Muggle pranksters. Muggles are pulling the flush and instead of everything disappearing - well, you can imagine. The poor things keep calling in those - those pumbles, I think they're called - you know, the ones who mend pipes and things."

Anything is possible if you got enough nerve.

Harry: "And Ginny, don't call Ron a prat, you're not the Captain of this team."
Ginny: "Well, you seemed too busy to call him a prat and I thought someone should."

"I can't see no gas."
"That's because it's colorless," said Ginny in a convincingly exasperated voice, "but if you want to walk through it, carry on, then we'll have your body as proof for the next idiot who didn't believe us."

Neville: "I'm nobody."
Ginny: "No you're not."

Shut your mouth! You dare speak his name with your unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with your half-blood's tongue.

Never used an Unforgivable Curse before, have you, boy? You need to mean them Potter! You need to really want to cause pain - to enjoy it - righteous anger won't hurt me for long.

Oh, he knows how to play, little bitty baby Potter.

If you want to see the true measure of a man, watch how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.

We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided.

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

You're a little scary sometimes, you know that? Brilliant... but scary.

"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.

If we're not careful, we'll have another Head Boy in the family. I don't think I could stand the shame.

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

You may wear that scar like a crown, Potter, but it is not up to a seventeen-year-old boy to tell me how to do my job!

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

It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.

Longbottom, if brains were gold, you'd be poorer than Weasley, and that's saying something.

A mother's love is the ultimate comfort.

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