"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."
"I knew I could do it all this time,” said Harry, “Because I'd already done it... does that make sense?"
"Where is Wood?"said Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn't there."Still in the showers,"said Fred. "We think he's trying to drown himself."
"And it's Gryfindor in possession again, as Johnson takes the Quaffle— Flint alongside her —poke him in the eye, Angelina —it was a joke, professor, it was a joke..."
"I don't go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me."
"I dreamed I was buying new shoes last night,"said Ron. "What d'ya think that's gonna mean?""Probably that you're going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something,"said Harry."