Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress... - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

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

"I am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick."

"Have to? Of course you have to! But only because of you, Harry, won't rest until Voldemort is finished! Think now, for once, if you have never heard of the prophecy! What would you do?"

"You could say sorry,"suggested Harry bluntly. "What, and get attacked by another flock of canaries?"muttered Ron."What did you have to imitate her for?""She laughed at my mustache!""So did I, it was the stupidest thing I've ever seen."

"And he knew that at that moment, they understood each other perfectly, and when he told her what he was going to do now, she would not say ‘be careful’ or ‘don’t do it’, but she would accept his decision because she would not have expected anything less of him."