Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!
I think you're working and learning until you die.
Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.
I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing... maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower, Harry.
Where is Wood?" said Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn't there. "Still in the showers," said Fred. "We think he's trying to drown himself.
HARRY, THIS IS NO TIME TO BE A GENTLEMAN!" Wood roared as Harry swerved to avoid collision. "KNOCK HER OFF HER BROOM IF YOU HAVE TO!