Don't count your owls before they are delivered. - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

"It's going to be all right, sir,"Harry said over and over again, more worried by Dumbledore's silence than he had been by his weakened voice. "We're nearly there ... I can Apparate us both back ... don't worry ...""I am not worried, Harry,"said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. "I am with you."

"I see a light in the kitchen. Let us not deprive Molly any longer of the chance to deplore how thin you are."

"It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more."

"Do you remember me telling you we are practicing non-verbal spells, Potter?""Yes,"said Harry stiffly."Yes, sir.""There's no need to call me "sir"Professor."The words had escaped him before he knew what he was saying."

"The thing about growing up with Fred and George,"said Ginny thoughtfully, "is that you sort of start thinking anything's possible if you've got enough nerve."