I've decided to call him Norbert,' said Hagrid, looking at the dragon with misty eyes. 'He really knows me now, watch. Norbert! Norbert! Where's Mummy?' 'He's lost his marbles,' Ron muttered in Harry's ear. 'Hagrid,' said Harry loudly, 'give it a fortnight and Norbert's going to be as big as your house. Malfoy could go to Dumbledore at any moment. Hagrid bit his lip. 'I- I know I can't jus' dump him, I can't.' Harry suddenly turned to Ron. 'Charlie,' he said. 'You're losing it too,' said Ron. 'I'm Ron, remember?

Was it love when somebody filled a space in your life that yawned inside you, once they had gone?

If you made a better rat than a human, it’s not much to boast about, Peter.

You sometimes have to join forces with those you'd rather avoid.

but the idea of the Dark Lord in possesion of the Deathstick is, I must admit, formidable.

Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain.

I like to get in among a set of people and get to know them very well.