No, thanks, said Harry. The toilet's never had anything as horrible as your head down it— it might be sick. Then he ran, before Dudley could work out what he'd said.
I take my hat off to you — or I would, if I were not afraid of showering you in spiders.
Hogwarts is threatened! shouted Professor McGonagall. Man the boundaries, protect us, do your duty to our school!
He must have known I'd want to leave you.No, he must have known you would always want to come back.
Have a biscuit, Potter.
Bad news, Harry. I've just been to see Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt. She – er, got a bit shirty with me. Told me I'd got my priorities wrong. Seemed to think I cared more about winning the...
Are you quite sure you wouldn't like a cough drop, Dolores?
I haven’t got any, said Harry, before he could stop himself.Excuse me, growled Moody, you’ve got strengths if I say you’ve got them.
Merlin's pants!" shrieked Hermione, jumping up and running from the room."Merlin's pants?" repeated Ron, looking amused. "She must be really upset.
You should have told her differently,' said Hermione, still with that maddeningly patient air. 'You should have said it was really annoying, but I'd made you promise to come along to the Three Broomst...
Twitchy little ferret, aren't you, Malfoy?
To have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever.
This is mad, said Ron. We’re the only ones left who haven’t got anyone — well, except Neville. Hey — guess who he asked? !? said Harry, completely distracted by this startling news.Yeah, I know! said...
So why in the name of Merlin’s saggy left —Don’t talk to your mother like that.
Parvati positively beamed. Harry could tell that she was feeling guilty for having laughed at Hermione in Transfiguration. He looked around and saw that Hermione was beaming back, if possible even mor...
It is impossible to manufacture or imitate love.
He hurried to car and set off home, hoping he was imagining things, which he had never hoped before, because he didn't approve of imagination.
Ginny, listen . . . I can’t be involved with you anymore. We’ve got to stop seeing each other. We can’t be together.It’s for some stupid, noble reason, isn’t it?
Detention, Saturday night, my office, said Snape. I do not take cheek from anyone, Potter . . . not even
A breeze ruffled the neat hedges of Privet Drive, which lay silent and tidy under the inky sky, the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen. Harry Potter rolled over inside his b...