J.K. Rowling

Fred, George, Harry, and Ron were the only ones who knew that the angel on top of the tree was actually a garden gnome that had bitten Fred on the ankle as he pulled up carrots for Christmas dinner. Stupefied, painted gold, stuffed into a miniature tutu and with small wings glued to its back, it glowered down at them all, the ugliest angel Harry had ever seen, with a large bald head like a potato and rather hairy feet.

You, yourself, will never rest until you've tried!

What Harry found most unusual about life at Ron__, however, wasn__ the talking mirror or the clanking ghoul: It was the fact that everybody there seemed to like him.

I'm not worried, Harry, said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. I am with you.

Harry Potter is dead.

I don't want to stay here overnight,' said Harry angrily, sitting up and throwing back his covers. 'I want to find McLaggen and kill him.

HARRY: Voldemort is going to kill my mum and dad _ and there__ nothing I can do to stop him.DRACO: That__ not true. SCORPIUS: Dad, now is not the time . . . ALBUS: There is something you could do _ to stop him. But you won__. DRACO: That__ heroic. GINNY takes HARRY__ hand. GINNY: You don__ have to watch, Harry. We can go home. HARRY: I__ letting it happen . . . Of course I have to watch. HERMIONE: Then we__l all witness it. RON: We__l all watch.

Harry Potter mustn't be angry... Dobby hoped... if Harry Potter thought his friends had forgotten him... Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir...

You foul, lying, evil little cockroach!

For our Hogwarts is in danger from external, deadly foesAnd we must unite inside her or we'll crumble from within

ALBUS/RON: How to distract Scorpius from difficult emotional issues. Take him to a library.

His heart was leaping against his ribs like a frantic bird. Perhaps it knew it had little time left, perhaps it was determined to fulfill a lifetime__ beats before the end.

What is life without a little risk?" -Sirius Black

By attempting to kill you, Voldemort himself singled out the remarkable person who sits here in front of me, and gave him the tools for the job! It is Voldemort's fault that you were able to see into his thoughts, his ambitions, that you even understand the snakelike language in which he gives orders, and yet, Harry, despite your privileged insight into Voldemort's world (which, incidentally, is a gift any Death Eater would kill to have), you have never been seduced by the Dark Arts, never, even for a second, shown the slightest desire to become one of Voldemort's followers!""Of course I haven't!" said Harry indignantly. "He killed my mum and dad!""You are protected, in short, by your ability to love!" said Dumbledore loudly. "The only protection that can possibly work against the lure of power like Voldemort's! In spite of all the temptation you have endured, all the suffering, you remain pure of heart, just as pure as you were at the age of eleven, when you stared into a mirror that reflected your heart's desire, and it showed you only the way to thwart Lord Voldemort, and not immortality or riches. Harry, have you any idea how few wizards could have seen what you saw in that mirror? Voldemort should have known then what he was dealing with, but he did not!

Harry moved toward the fire, butjust as he reached the edge of the hearth, Mr. Weasley put out ahand and held him back. He was looking at the Dursleys in amazement.__arry said good-bye to you,_ he said. __idn__ you hear him?___t doesn__ matter,_ Harry muttered to Mr. Weasley. __onestly, Idon__ care.__r. Weasley did not remove his hand from Harry__ shoulder.__ou aren__ going to see your nephew till next summer,_ he saidto Uncle Vernon in mild indignation. __urely you__e going to saygood-bye?__ncle Vernon__ face worked furiously. The idea of being taughtconsideration by a man who had just blasted away half his livingroom wall seemed to be causing him intense suffering. But Mr.Weasley__ wand was still in his hand, and Uncle Vernon__ tiny eyesdarted to it once, before he said, very resentfully, __ood-bye, then.

The ones who love us never really leave us, you can always find them in here.' - Sirius Black

My mum always said things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end. If not always in the ways we expect". -Luna lovegood( Harry potter and the order of the phenoix)

October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden spate of colds among the staff and students. Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, and Hagrid__ pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds.