Go on, have a pasty," said Harry, who had never had anything to share before or, indeed, anyone to share it with. It was a nice feeling, sitting there with Ron, eating their way through all Harry's pasties, cakes, and candies (the sandwiches lay forgotten).

Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.

It matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be.

Don't call me Nymphadora, Remus.

Yes, Harry Potter!” said Dobby at once, his great eyes shining with excitement. “And if Dobby does it wrong, Dobby will throw himself off the topmost tower, Harry Potter!” “There won’t be any need for that,” said Harry hastily.

It was as if Snape had started handing out sweets.

You know, I sometimes think we Sort too soon.