Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her.I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘sh...
Don't let Ron see what's on those Slytherin's badges, she whispered urgently.Harry looked questioningly at her, but she shook her head warningly; Ron had just ambled over to them, looking lost and des...
And anyway, life's too short....
Ah said Dumbledore gently, Yes I thought we might hit that little snag!Snag? said Fudge, his voice still vibrating with joy. I see no snag, Dumbledore!Well, said Dumbledore apologetically, I'm afraid...
Yes, but the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters,' said Sirius with a wry smile.
Those who choose not to empathise enable real monsters. For without ever committing an act of outright evil ourselves, we collude with it, through our own apathy.
Books are like mirrors: if a fool looks in, you cannot expect a genius to look out.
You can laugh! But people used to believe there were no such things as the Blibbering Humdinger or the Crumple-Horned Snorkack!
Well? Ron said finally, looking up at Harry. How was it?Harry considered it for a moment. Wet, he said truthfully.Ron made a noise that might have indicated jubilation or disgust, it was hard to tell....
Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery.
This exchange marked the beginning of Mr. Malfoy's long campaign to have me removed from my post as headmaster of Hogwarts, and of mine to have him removed from his position as Lord Voldemort's Favori...
They moved from the drawing room to a dining room on the ground floor where they found spiders large as saucers lurking in the dresser (Ron left the room hurriedly to make a cup of tea and did not ret...
The ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.
The mind is a complex and many-layered thing, Potter... or at least, most minds are...
That's what they should teach us here. How girls' brains work... It would be more useful than divination, anyway...
That is the second time you have spoken out of turn, Miss Granger, said Snape coolly. Five more points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all.
Stop, stop, stop, you're going to poke someone's eye out!
Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty. And Harry felt, as he had felt about phoenix song before, that the mus...
Some wounds run too deep for the healing.
She's alive, but only just.