Amazing, how much more difficult it was to extend his arm twelve inches and touch her hand than it was to snatch a speeding Snitch from midair ...
To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.
No, there is literally nothing on the business side that I wouldn't sacrifice in a heartbeat to have an extra couple of hours' writing. Nothing.
It seemed to take Sirius an age to fall: his body curved in a graceful arc as he sank backwards through the ragged veil hanging from the arch.
For future reference, Harry, it is raspberry...although of course, if I were a Death Eater, I would have been sure to research my own jam preferences before impersonating myself.
You mean the won’t print it because Fudge won’t let them, said Hermione irritably.Rita gave Hermione a long, hard look. Then, leaning forward across the table toward her, she said in a businesslike t...
Uncle Vernon made another funny noise, like a mouse being trodden on.
There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.
Oh, very good,' interrupted Snape, his lip curling. 'Yes, it is easy to see that nearly six years of magical education have not been wasted on you, Potter. 'Ghosts are transparent.
Imagination is not only the uniquely human capacity to envision that which is not, and therefore the fount of all invention aand innovation. In its arguably most transformative and revelatory capacity...
I love you, Hermione, said Ron.
Hearing voices no one else can hear isn't a good sign, even in the wizarding world.
The thing about growing up with Fred and George, said Ginny thoughtfully, is that you sort of start thinking anything's possible if you've got enough nerve.
The inner eye does not see upon command.
Only one pair was still battling, apparently unaware of the new arrival. Harry saw Sirius duck Bellatrix's jet of red light: he was laughing at her.'Come on, you can do better than that!' he yelled, h...
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.
He couldn't know that at this very moment, people meeting up in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: 'To Harry Potter - the boy who lived!
Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.
AHA! screamed a voice from overhead . . . Peeves was hanging upside down from a chandelier and grinning maliciously at them.And he zoomed away, cackling and shrieking, Potty loves Loony!
Where is Wood? said Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn't there.Still in the showers, said Fred. We think he's trying to drown himself.