Your great puddin' of a son don' need fattin' anymore Dursley, don't worry
Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.
There you go, Harry!” Ron shouted over the noise. “You weren’t being thick after all — you were showing moral fiber!
The wand chooses the wizard.
... perhaps those who are best suited to power are those who have never sought it.
Only one thing mattered: this was not a Horcrux. Dumbledore had weakened himself by drinking that horrible potion for nothing. Harry crumpled the parchment in his hand and his eyes burned with tears as behind him Fang began to howl.