"Yes, my tiara sets off the whole thing nicely,"said Auntie Muriel in a rather carrying whisper. "But I must say, Ginevra's dress is far too low-cut."Ginny glanced round, grinning, winked at Harry, then quickly faced the front again."
"Whatever happens to your body, your soul will survive, untouched..."
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"
"What are you doing with all those books anyway?"Ron asked. Just trying to decide which ones to take with us,"said Hermione. When we're looking for the Horcruxes."Oh, of course,"said Ron, clapping a hand to his forehead. "I forgot we'll be hunting down Voldemort in a mobile library."
"Would you like me to [kill you] now?"asked Snape, his voice heavy with irony. "Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?"
"Yeah, but the lost diadem,"said Michael Corner, rolling his eyes, "is lost, Luna. That's sort of the point."