I knew Ginny was lying about that tattoo.

Fred and George turned to each other and said together, "Wow, we're identical!" "I dunno though, I think I'm still better looking," said Fred, examining his reflection in the kettle.

Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.

Beside him, making scarcely a sound, walked James, Sirius, Lupin, and Lily, and their presence was his courage, and the reason he was able to keep putting one foot in front of the other.

The trouble is, the other side can do magic too, Prime Minister.

I loathe people who say, 'I always read the ending of the book first.' That really irritates me, It's like someone coming to dinner, just opening the fridge and eating pudding, while you're standing there still working on the starter. It's not on.

Where's the fun without a bit of risk?