For that was the terrible power of the dementors: to force their victims to relive the worst memories of their lives, and drown, powerless, in theirown despair. . . .

I won't blast people out of my way just because they're there' said Harry. 'That's Voldemort's job.

Hang on. This Lord Voldything's back you say?... and now he's sending dismembers after you?... I see. Well that settles it, YOU CAN GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE BOY!

What you write becomes who you are… So make sure you love what you write!

There is plenty of ambitious competition and hypocrisy in the middle class, which makes it a rather fertile environment for a writer.

As he followed Bill back to the others a wry though came to him, born no doubt of the wine he had drunk. He seemed set on course to become just as reckless a godfather to Teddy Lupin as Sirius Black had been to him.

Time to sit down," Fred told Harry, "Or we're going to get run over by the bride.