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I'm Serious, Harry, Don't Go." But Harry Only Had One Thought In His Head, Which Was To Get Back In Front Of The Mirror, And Ron Wasn't Going To Stop Him. That Third Night He Found His Way More Quickly Than Before. He Was Walking So Fast He Knew He Was Making More Noise Than Was Wise, But He Didn't Meet Anyone. And There Were His Mother And Father Smiling At Him Again, And One Of His Grandfathers Nodding Happily. Harry Sank Down To Sit On The Floor In Front Of The Mirror. There Was Nothing To Stop Him From Staying Here All Night With His Family. Nothing At All.

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I'm Serious, Harry, Don't Go." But Harry Only Had One Thought In His Head, Which Was To Get Back In Front Of The Mirror, And Ron Wasn't Going To Stop Him. That Third Night He Found His Way More Quickly Than Before. He Was Walking So Fast He Knew He Was Making More Noise Than Was Wise, But He Didn't Meet Anyone. And There Were His Mother And Father Smiling At Him Again, And One Of His Grandfathers Nodding Happily. Harry Sank Down To Sit On The Floor In Front Of The Mirror. There Was Nothing To Stop Him From Staying Here All Night With His Family. Nothing At All.

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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.

Harry, Just Go Down To The Lake Tomorrow, Right, Stick Your Head In, Yell At The Merpeople To Give Back Whatever They’ve Nicked, And See If They Chuck It Out. Best You Can Do, Mate.

Oh, Come Off It,” Said Ron, Striding Over To Her And Whipping Her Results Out Of Her Hand. “yep— Ten ‘outstandings’ And One ‘exceeds Expectations’ At Defense Against The Dark Arts.” He Looked Down At Her, Half-amused, Half-exasperated. “you’re Actually Disappointed, Aren’t You?

To Hurt Is As Human As To Breathe.

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.

Every Now And Then I Read A Poem That Does Touch Something In Me, But I Never Turn To Poetry For Solace Or Pleasure In The Way That I Throw Myself Into Prose.

I Loathe People Who Say, 'i Always Read The Ending Of The Book First.' That Really Irritates Me, It's Like Someone Coming To Dinner, Just Opening The Fridge And Eating Pudding, While You're Standing There Still Working On The Starter. It's Not On.

I Knew I Could Do It All This Time,” Said Harry, “because I'd Already Done It... Does That Make Sense?

Merlin’s Beard, What Is Xenophilius Lovegood Wearing? He Looks Like An Omelet.

Did You Know— Then?” Asked Harry. “did I Know That I Had Just Met The Most Dangerous Dark Wizard Of All Time? No.

But People Only Die In Proper Duels, You Know, With Real Wizards. The Most You And Malfoy’ll Be Able To Do Is Send Sparks At Each Other. Neither Of You Knows Enough Magic To Do Any Real Damage. I Bet He Expected You To Refuse, Anyway.” “and What If I Wave My Wand And Nothing Happens?” “throw It Away And Punch Him On The Nose,” Ron Suggested.

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 Cup Than I Do About Staying Alive. Just Because I Told Her I Didn't Care If It Threw You Off, As Long As You Caught The Snitch First.

A Wrackspurt . . . They’re Invisible. They Float In Through Your Ears And Make Your Brain Go Fuzzy,” She Said. “i Thought I Felt One Zooming Around In Here.

There Will Be Books Written About Harry. Every Child In The World Will Know His Name.

Personally, I'd Have Welcomed A Dementor Attack. A Deadly Struggle For My Soul Would Have Broken The Monotony Nicely.

Maybe A Man In A Million Could Unite The Hallows, Harry. I Was Fit Only To Possess The Meanest Of Them, The Least Extraordinary. I Was Fit To Own The Elder Wand, And Not To Boast Of It, And Not To Kill With It. I Was Permitted To Tame And To Use It, Because I Took It, Not For Gain, But To Save Others From It.

There Is Plenty Of Ambitious Competition And Hypocrisy In The Middle Class, Which Makes It A Rather Fertile Environment For A Writer.

Death Comes For Us All In The End.

Gavin Saw A Grave Purely As A Marker For The Place Where A Corpse Was Decomposing; A Nasty Thought, Yet People Took It Into Their Heads To Visit And Bring Flowers, As Though It Might Yet Recover.

I'm Serious, Harry, Don't Go." But Harry Only Had One Thought In His Head, Which Was To Get Back In Front Of The Mirror, And Ron Wasn't Going To Stop Him. That Third Night He Found His Way More Quickly Than Before. He Was Walking So Fast He Knew He Was Making More Noise Than Was Wise, But He Didn't Meet Anyone. And There Were His Mother And Father Smiling At Him Again, And One Of His Grandfathers Nodding Happily. Harry Sank Down To Sit On The Floor In Front Of The Mirror. There Was Nothing To Stop Him From Staying Here All Night With His Family. Nothing At All.

Mr. And Mrs. Dursley, Of Number Four Privet Drive, Were Proud To Say That They Were Perfectly Normal, Thank You Very Much.

Perfectly Normal

Of Course It Is Happening Inside Your Head, Harry, But Why On Earth Should That Mean That It Is Not Real?

Oh, Don’t Lie, Harry,” She Said Impatiently. “ron And Ginny Say You’ve Been Hiding From Everyone Since You Got Back From St. Mungo’s.” “they Do, Do They?” Said Harry, Glaring At Ron And Ginny. Ron Looked Down At His Feet But Ginny Seemed Quite Unabashed. “well, You Have!” She Said. “and You Won’t Look At Any Of Us!” “it’s You Lot Who Won’t Look At Me!” Said Harry Angrily. “maybe You’re Taking It In Turns To Look And Keep Missing Each Other,” Suggested Hermione, The Corners Of Her Mouth Twitching.

Well, You're Expelling Us Aren't You?" Said Ron. "not Today, Mr. Weasley." Snape Looked As Though Christmas Had Been Canceled.

When Filch Wasn't Guarding The Scene Of The Crime, He Was Skulking Red-eyed Through The Corridors, Lunging Out At Unsuspecting Students And Trying To Put Them In Detention For Things Like "breathing Loudly" And "looking Happy.

Birth And Death: There Was The Same Consciousness Of Heightened Existence And Of Her Own Elevated Importance

Hermione: You! You Foul, Loathsome, Evil Little Cocroach! Ron: Hermione, No! He's No Worth It.

When You Have That Last Piece Of The Jigsaw, Everything Will, I Hope, Be Clear..." -albus Dumbledore

I'm Going To Keep Going Until I Succeed — Or Die. Don't Think I Don't Know How This Might End. I've Known It For Years.

Harry Potter Was A Highly Unusual Boy In Many Ways.

Devil’s Snare, Devil’s Snare . . . What Did Professor Sprout Say? — It Likes The Dark And The Damp —” “so Light A Fire!” Harry Choked. “yes — Of Course — But There’s No Wood!” Hermoine Cried, Wringing Her Hands. “have You Gone Mad?” Ron Bellowed. “are You A Witch Or Not?

You Are Nearly There," Said James. "very Close. We Are...so Proud Of You.

Well, Wouldn't It Have Been Easier If She'd Just Asked Me Whether I Liked Her Better Than You?" "girls Don't Often Ask Questions Like That," Said Hermione. "well, They Should!" Said Harry Forcefully.

I Seem To Remember Telling You Both That I Would Have To Expel You If You Broke Any More School Rules,” Said Dumbledore. Ron Opened His Mouth In Horror. “which Goes To Show That The Best Of Us Must Sometimes Eat Our Words,” Dumbledore Went On, Smiling.

Which Only Goes To Show That The Best Of Us Must Sometimes Eat Our Words,' Dumbledore Went On, Smiling.

Deathly Hallows

From This Point Forth, We Shall Be Leaving The Firm Foundation Of Fact And Journeying Together Through The Murky Marshes Of Memory Into Thickets Of Wildest Guesswork.

Don't Worry. You're Just As Sane As I Am.

Order Of The Phoenix

What Will Come, Will Come; You Just Have To Be There To Meet It.

Humans Have A Knack For Choosing Precisely The Things That Are Worst For Them.

Ah, Well, People Can Be Stupid Abou' Their Pets," Said Hagrid Wisely.

Urgh — Essence Of Millicent Bulstrode.

Ah, Go Boil Yer Heads, Both Of Yeh", Said Hagrid. “harry — Yer A Wizard.

Read As Much As You Possibly Can. Nothing Will Help You As Much As Reading And You'll Go Through A Phase Where You Will Imitate Your Favorite Writers And That's Fine Because That's A Learning Experience Too.

As The Sun Fell Below The Horizon, Sir Luckless Emerged From The Waters With The Glory Of His Triumph Upon Him, And Flung Himself In His Rusted Armor At The Feet Of Amata, Who Was The Kindest And Most Beautiful Woman He Had Ever Beheld. Flushed With Success, He Begged For Her Hand And Her Heart, And Amata, No Less Delighted, Realized That She Had Found A Man Worthy Of Them.

I Say There Are Spots That Don't Come Off.... Spots That Never Come Off, D'you Know What I Mean?

No Man Or Woman Alive, Magical Or Not, Has Ever Escaped Some Form Of Injury, Whether Physical, Mental, Or Emotional. To Hurt Is As Human As To Breathe.

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