Don't, Ginny, we'll send you loads of owls. We'll send you a Hogwarts toilet seat. George! Only joking, Mum.

And I must draft an advertisement for the Daily Prophet, too,' he added thoughtfully. 'We'll be needing a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.... Dear me, we do seem to run through them, don't we?

The internet has been a boon and a curse for teenagers.

Have you any idea how much tyrants fear the people they oppress?

Ginny came in to visit while you were unconscious", he said, after a long pause, and Harry's imagination zoomed into overdrive, rapidly constructing a scene in which Ginny, weeking over his lifeless form, confessed her feelings of deep attraction to him while Ron gave them his blessing.

The consequences of our actions are always so complicated, so diverse, that predicting the future is a very difficult business indeed.

Nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts.