I wish I had a hundred years, she said, very quietly. A hundred years I could give to you.
Because I'm not blind to how Harry works, you know," she said. "A bully with a charisma and top marks is still a bully." She sighed, annoyed. "He'll probably end up Prime Minister one day. God help us all.
It's always nice when two people who don't got no one else find each other as friends.
Superior numbers versus superior firepower. A recipe for unending slaughter.
Maybe probably ain’t all that comforting a word when it’s maybe yer not dying.
Didn't you finish your chemistry in school?" "You closed the school and burnt all the books." "Ah, so I did.