What was there to be gained by fighting the most evil wizard who has ever existed?" said Black, with a terrible fury in his face. "Only innocent lives, Peter!" "You don't understand!" whined Pettigrew. "He would have killed me, Sirius!" "THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED!" roared Black. "DIED RATHER THAN BETRAY YOUR FRIENDS, AS WE WOULD HAVE DONE FOR YOU!

I have seen your heart, and it is mine.

Neither can live while the other survives, and one of us is about to leave for good.

I love being a writer. I am very lucky my life's ambition turned out to be just as much fun as I thought it would be.

Or perhaps in Slytherin, you'll make your real friends. Those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends.

You never get it right, you people, do you? Either we've got Fudge, pretending everything's lovely while people get murdered right under his nose, or we've got you, chucking the wrong people into jail and trying to pretend you've got 'The Chosen One' working for you!

I'm not going to be murdered," Harry said out loud. "That's the spirit, dear," said his mirror sleepily.