Like a tongue on frozen steel, like flesh in flame —

Oh well... I'd just been thinking, if you had died, you'd have been welcome to share my toilet.

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.

In fact, you couldn't give me anything to make me go back to being a teenager. Never. No, I hated it.

The hook-nosed teacher looked past Quirrell’s turban straight into Harry’s eyes — and a sharp, hot pain shot across the scar on Harry’s forehead.

Hogwarts is threatened!” shouted Professor McGonagall. “Man the boundaries, protect us, do your duty to our school!

Age is foolish and forgetful when it underestimates youth.