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'it Was Stupid, Thinking It Was Him, I Mean, I Knew He Was Dead' Harry Muttered. 'you Think The Dead We Loved Ever Truly Leave Us? You Think That We Don't Recall Them More Clearly Than Ever In Times Of Great Trouble? Your Father Is Alive In You, Harry, And Shows Himself Most Plainly When You Have Need Of Him....you Know, Harry, In A Way You Did See Your Father Last Night....you Found Him Inside Yourself.'

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'it Was Stupid, Thinking It Was Him, I Mean, I Knew He Was Dead' Harry Muttered. 'you Think The Dead We Loved Ever Truly Leave Us? You Think That We Don't Recall Them More Clearly Than Ever In Times Of Great Trouble? Your Father Is Alive In You, Harry, And Shows Himself Most Plainly When You Have Need Of Him....you Know, Harry, In A Way You Did See Your Father Last Night....you Found Him Inside Yourself.'

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He Chanced A Glance At Her. She Was Not Tearful; That Was One Of The Many Wonderful Things About Ginny, She Was Rarely Weepy. He Had Sometimes Thought That Having Six Brothers Must Have Toughened Her Up.

The Hippogriff Took Off Into The Air. . . . He And His Rider Became Smaller And Smaller As Harry Gazed After Them . . . Then A Cloud Drifted Across The Moon. . . . They Were Gone.

You Said To Us Once Before," Said Hermione Quietly, "that There Was Time To Turn Back If We Wanted To. We've Had Time, Haven't We?

There. Maybe If You're Lucky, You'll Get A Scar! That's What You Want, Isn't It?

Whatever Happens To Your Body, Your Soul Will Survive, Untouched.

Whatever Happens

It Is Not About Striving For Immortality, But About Accepting Mortality.

The Thing About The 600 Words, I Mean Some Day, You Can Do A Very, Very, Very Hard Day's Work And Not Write A Word, Just Revising, Or You Would Scribble A Few Words.

Let Us Step Into The Night And Pursue That Flighty Temptress, Adventure.

On And On They Flew, Over The Countryside Parceled Out In Patches Of Green And Brown, Over Roads And Rivers Winding Through The Landscapes Like Strips Of Matte And Glossy Ribbon.

George: "i Can't See Anyone Trying To Bump Off A Quidditch Team." Fred: "wood Might've Done The Slytherins If He Could've Got Away With It.

You'd Better Hurry Up, They'll Be Waiting For 'the Chosen Captain' — 'the Boy Who Scored'— Whatever They Call You These Days.

Destiny Is A Name Often Given In Retrospect To Choices That Had Dramatic Consequences.

She Was On Edge, Feeling That She Might Snap Or Cry At The Smallest Provocation.

In The End, Love Wins. It Does Win. We Know It Wins. When A Person Dies, Love Isn’t Turned Off Like A Faucet. It Is An Amazingly Resilient Part Of Us.

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 Over.

He Tried To Give His Wife Pleasure In Little Ways, Because He Had Come To Realize, After Nearly Two Decades Together, How Often He Disappointed Her In The Big Things. It Was Never Intentional. They Simply Had Very Different Notions Of What Ought To Take Up Most Space In Life.

The Happiest Man On Earth Would Be Able To Use The Mirror Of Erised Like A Normal Mirror, That Is, He Would Look Into It And See Himself Exactly As He Is. Does That Help?

I Was Thinking The First Thing We Should Do Is Expelliarmus, You Know, The Disarming Charm. I Know It's Pretty Basic But I've Found It Really Useful -" "oh Please," Said Zacharias Smith, Rolling His Eyes And Folding His Arms. "i Don't Think Expelliarmus Is Exactly Going To Help Us Against You-know-who, Do You?" "i've Used It Against Him," Said Harry Quietly. "it Saved My Life Last June." Smith Opened His Mouth Stupidly. The Rest Of The Room Was Very Quiet. "but If You Think It's Beneath You, You Can Leave.

I Don't Take Any Responsibility For The Lunatic Fringes Of My Own Religion.

You’re Not Supposed To Dislike Your Own Child. You Were Supposed To Like Them No Matter What, Even If They Were Not What You Wanted.

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.

Well, That Was A Bit Stupid Of You,” Said Ginny Angrily, “seeing As You Don’t Know Anyone But Me Who’s Been Possessed By You-know-who, And I Can Tell You How It Feels.” Harry Remained Quite Still As The Impact Of These Words Hit Him. Then He Turned On The Spot To Face Her. “i Forgot,” He Said. “lucky You,” Said Ginny Coolly. “i’m Sorry,” Harry Said, And He Meant It.

You'd Think I Walk Around With My Eyes Shut, Banging Off The Walls.

I Don't Mean To Be Rude—" He Began, In A Tone That Threatened Rudeness In Every Syllable. "yet, Sadly, Accidental Rudeness Occurs Alarmingly Often," Dumbledore Finished The Sentence Gravely.

I Don't Know Who Maxime Thinks She's Kidding. If Hagrid's Half-giant, She Definitely Is. Big Bones... The Only Thing That's Got Bigger Bones Than Her Is A Dinosaur.

Oh, I'm So Glad We Know What It's Called, That's A Great Help," Snarled Ron, Leaning Back, Trying To Stop The Plant From Curling Around His Neck.

I Wasn't Paying Attention," Said Myrtle Dramatically. "peeves Upset Me So Much I Came In Here And Tried To Kill Myself. Then, Of Course, I Remembered That I'm -- That I'm --" "already Dead," Said Ron Hopefully. Myrtle Gave A Tragic Sob, Rose Up In The Air, Turned Over, And Dived Headfirst Into The Toilet, Splashing Water All Over Them And Vanishing From Sight, Although From The Direction Of Her Muffled Sobs, She Had Come To Rest Somewhere In The U-bend.

Many Prefer Not To Exercise Their Imaginations At All. They Choose To Remain Comfortably Within The Bounds Of Their Own Experience, Never Troubling To Wonder How It Would Feel To Have Been Born Other Than They Are.

They Were The Reason That He Kept Faith With His Stars, That Reinforced Him In His Belief That The Universe Had More In Store For Him Than The Mug's Game Of Working For A Modest Salary Until He Retired Or Died.

Our Headmaster Is Taking A Short Break," Said Professor Mcgonagall, Pointing At The Snape-shaped Hole In The Window.

Professor Mcgonagall

I'm Sure That I'll Never Have Another Success Like Harry Potter For The Rest Of My Life, No Matter How Many Books I Write, And No Matter Whether They're Good Or Bad.

I Have Spied For You And Lied For You, Put Myself In Mortal Danger For You. Everything Was Supposed To Be To Keep Lily Potter’s Son Safe. Now You Tell Me You Have Been Raising Him Like A Pig For Slaughter —

Why Was She Always So Craven, So Apologetic? He Had Always Seen Ruth As Separate, Good And Untainted. As A Child, His Parents Had Appeared To Him As Starkly Black And White, The One Bad And Frightening, The Other Good And Kind. Yet As He Had Grown Older, He Kept Coming Up Hard In His Mind Against Ruth's Willing Blindness, To Her Constant Apologia For His Father, To The Unshakeable Allegiance To Her False Idol.

Black And White

You Do Not Seek To Kill Me, Dumbledore?" Called Voldemort, His Scarlet Eyes Narrowed. "above Such Brutality, Are You?" "we Both Know That There Are Other Ways Of Destroying A Man, Tom," Dumbledore Said Calmly. "merely Taking Your Life Would Not Satisfy Me, I Admit - " "there Is Nothing Worse Than Death, Dumbledore!" Snarled Voldemort. "you Are Quite Wrong," Said Dumbledore, Speaking As Lightly As Though They Were Discussing The Matter Over Drinks. "indeed, Your Failure To Understand That There Are Things Much Worse Than Death Has Always Been Your Greatest Weakness.

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 Not,” Said Hermione. “everything We Need Is Here On This Paper.

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