She was on edge, feeling that she might snap or cry at the smallest provocation.

I must admit, Peter, I have difficulty in understanding why an innocent man would want to spend twelve years as a rat.

It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.

A lemon drop. They're a kind of Muggle sweet I'm rather fond of.

Your Great-Aunt Muriel doesn't agree, I just met her upstairs while she was giving Fleur the tiara. "She said 'Oh dear, is this the muggle born?' and then, 'Bad posture, skinny ankles.'" Don't take it personally, she's rude to everyone," said Ron. "Talking about Muriel?" inquired George, reemerging from the marquee with Fred. "Yeah, she's just told me my ears are lopsided. Old bat.

YOU CHEATING SCUM!” Lee Jordan was howling into the megaphone, dancing out of Professor McGonagall’s reach. “YOU FILTHY, CHEATING B —” Professor McGonagall didn’t even bother to tell him off. She was actually shaking her finger in Malfoy’s direction, her hat had fallen off, and she too was shouting furiously.

Yeah, I get a death scene, but what does that mean?