Oh, don’t lie, Harry,” she said impatiently. “Ron and Ginny say you’ve been hiding from everyone since you got back from St. Mungo’s.” “They do, do they?” said Harry, glaring at Ron and Ginny. Ron looked down at his feet but Ginny seemed quite unabashed. “Well, you have!” she said. “And you won’t look at any of us!” “It’s you lot who won’t look at me!” said Harry angrily. “Maybe you’re taking it in turns to look and keep missing each other,” suggested Hermione, the corners of her mouth twitching.

You’re not supposed to dislike your own child. You were supposed to like them no matter what, even if they were not what you wanted.

If you don’t like to read, you haven’t found the right book.

Even You-Know-Who can't split himself into seven.

Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.

NO!” The scream was the more terrible because he had never expected or dreamed that Professor McGonagall could make such a sound.

Dawn seemed to follow midnight with indecent haste.