"Snape's patronus was a doe,' said Harry, 'the same as my mother's because he loved her for nearly all of his life, from when they were children."
"Ooh, you look much tastier than Crabbe and Goyle, Harry"said Hermione, before catching sight of Ron's raised eyebrows, blushing slightly and saying "oh you know what I mean - Goyle's Potion looked like bogies."
"All's fair in love and war,"said Ron brightly, "and this is a bit of both."
"We did it, we bashed them wee Potter's the one, and Voldy's gone moldy, so now let's have fun!"
"Whatever happens to your body, your soul will survive, untouched..."
"Would it hurt to die? All those times he had thought it was about to happen and escaped, he had never really thought of the thing itself: his will to live had always been so much stronger than his fear of death."