Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars.

It was not, after all, so easy to die.

Youth cannot know how age thinks and feels. But old men are guilty if they forget what it was to be young.

I just wish I’d asked you sooner. We could’ve had ages . . . months . . . years maybe. . . .

I was just sitting on the train, just staring out the window at some cows. It was not the most inspiring subject. When all of a sudden the idea of Harry just appeared in my mind's eye.

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.

Dobby has no master. Dobby is a free elf!