Nature & Environment
2.1
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"
"Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all those who live without love."
"Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears."After all this time?""Always,"said Snape."
"Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears."After all this time?""Always,"said Snape."
"We're all human, aren't we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving."
"He can run faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo."
"Death's got an Invisibility Cloak?"Harry interrupted again."So he can sneak up on people,"said Ron. "Sometimes he gets bored of running at them, flapping his arms and shrieking..."
"Death's got an Invisibility Cloak?"Harry interrupted again."So he can sneak up on people,"said Ron. "Sometimes he gets bored of running at them, flapping his arms and shrieking..."
"Not my daughter, you bitch!"
"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."
"Cinderella? Snow White? What's that? An illness?"
"He must have known I'd want to leave you.""No, he must have known you would always want to come back."
"Albus Severus,"Harry said quietly, so that nobody but Ginny could hear, and she was tactful enough to pretend to be waving to Rose, who was now on the train, "you were named for two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew."
"Holey? You have the the whole world of ear-related humor before you, you go for holey?"
"How do you feel, Georgie?"whispered Mrs. Weasley.George's fingers groped for the side of his head."Saintlike,"he murmured."What's wrong with him?"croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?""Saintlike,"repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. "You see...I'm HOLEY, Fred, geddit?"
"You'll stay with me?'Until the very end,' said James."
"The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well."
"It is a curious thing, Harry, but perhaps those who are best suited to power are those who have never sought it. Those who, like you, have leadership thrust upon them, and take up the mantle because they must, and find to their own surprise that they wear it well."
"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'm going to keep going until I succeed -- or die. Don't think I don't know how this might end. I've known it for years."
"Does it hurt?"The childish question had escaped Harry's lips before he could stop it. "Dying? Not at all,"said Sirius. "Quicker and easier than falling asleep."
"For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill with a single glance from his eyes. That's a basilisk, listeners. One simple test: Check whether the thing that's glaring at you has got legs. If it has, it's safe to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that's still likely to be the last thing you ever do."
"We did it, we bashed them wee Potter's the one, and Voldy's gone moldy, so now let's have fun!"
"Here lies Dobby, a free elf."
"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."
"After all this time?""Always..."
"So that's little Scorpious. Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank god you've inherited your mother's brains."
"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 it hurt to die?"