#harry-potter

"He must have known I'd want to leave you.""No, he must have known you would always want to come back."

"So why in the name of Merlin’s saggy left —”“Don’t talk to your mother like that."

"Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also."

"Why are they all staring?"demanded Albus as he and Rose craned around to look at the other students."Don’t let it worry you,"said Ron. "It’s me. I’m extremely famous."

"Don't talk to me.""Why not?""Because I want to fix that in my memory for ever. Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret..."

"I don't think you should be an Auror, Harry,"said Luna unexpectedly. Everybody looked at her. "The Aurors are part of the Rotfang Conspiracy, I thought everyone knew that. They're working to bring down the Ministry of Magic from within using a mixture of dark magic and gum disease."

"Fever jumped aside just in time to dodge the shower of urine, and stumbled into the path of a religious procession - celebrants in robes and pointed hats whirling and clapping and chanting the name of some old-world prophet, 'Hari, Hari! Hari Potter!'"

"And Death spoke to them —’”“Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?”“It’s a fairy tale, Harry!”“Right, sorry. Go on."

"No - no - no!"someone was shouting. "No! Fred! No!"And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face."

"Great, tell me when you've defeated Voldemort for me, will you?"

"His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,His hair is as dark as a blackboard.I wish he was mine, he's really divine,The hero who conquered the Dark Lord."

"Hermione turned and beamed at Harry; her eyes, too, were full of tears.‘…then I declare you bonded for life."

"The poor things keep calling in those – those pumbles, I think they're called – you know, the ones who mend pipes and things – ""Plumbers?""– exactly, yes, but of course they're flummoxed."

"Both Rowling and Meyer, they’re speaking directly to young people. … The real difference is that Jo Rowling is a terrific writer and Stephenie Meyer can’t write worth a darn. She’s not very good."

"She should've interviewed Snape,"said Harry grimly. "He'd give her the goods on me any day. "Potter has been crossing lines ever since he first arrived at this school..."

"Did you see me disarm Hermione, Harry?""Only once"said Hermione stung. "I got you loads more then you got me—""I did not only get you once, I got you at least three times—""Well if you're counting the one where you tripped over your own feet and knocked the wand out of my hand—"

"Seventeen, eh!"said Hagrid as he accepted a bucket-sized glass of wine from Fred."Six years to the day we met, Harry, d’yeh remember it?""Vaguely,"said Harry, grinning up at him. "Didn’t you smash down the front door, give Dudley a pig’s tail, and tell me I was a wizard?""I forge’ the details,"Hagrid chortled."

"I WILL NOT TOLERATE MENTION OF YOUR ABNORMALITY UNDER THIS ROOF!"

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

"And anyway, it’s not as though I’ll never see Mum again, is it?"