What will come, will come; you just have to be there to meet it.

It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar - a cat reading a map.

Braggarts and rogues, dogs and scoundrels, drive them out, Harry Potter, see them off!

The fact that you can feel pain like this is your greatest strength

Dark times lie ahead of us and there will be a time when we must choose between what is easy and what is right. -Albus Dumbledore

Hedwig didn't return until the end of the Easter holidays. Percy's letter was enclosed in a package of Easter eggs that Mrs. Weasley had sent. Both Harry's and Ron's were the size of dragon eggs, and full of home-made toffee. Hermione's, however, was smaller than a chicken's egg. Her face fell when she saw it. "Your mum doesn't read Witch's Weekly, by any chance, does she, Ron?" she asked quietly. "Yeah," said Ron, whose mouth was full of toffee. "Gets it for the recipes." Hermione looked sadly at her tiny egg.

Time is making fools of us again.