He did not know or care whether they were wizards or Muggles, friends or foes; all he cared about was that a dark stain was spreading across Dobby's front, and that he had stretched out his thin arms to Harry with a look of supplication. Harry caught him and laid him sideways on the cool grass. "Dobby, no, don't die, don't die -" The elf's eyes found him, and his lips trembled with the effort to form words. "Harry...Potter..." And then with a little shudder the elf became quite still, and his eyes were nothing more than great glassy orbs, sprinkled with light from the stars they could not see.

I'm a real sucker for guitars. I've had a crush on many, many a guitarist.

She had a way of seeing the beauty in others, even, and perhaps most especially, when that person couldn't see it in themselves.

You lose your individuality a huge amount when you have no money, and I certainly had that experience.

It’s cruel that I got to spend so much time with James and Lily, and you so little. But know this; the ones that love us never really leave us. And you can always find them in here

For some to love you, some must loathe you.

All we do is read the stupid textbook," said Ron.