I have given my word that only death will take me from you.
I have learned the power of surviving.
Oh yes. Draw your hem back from my mud, little sister.
Tell my daughter Elizabeth -- no! Tell all my daughters, everywhere, in all the ages yet to come. Tell them how I died, and why. And tell them to remember this: the future is unwritten. Know your rights.
For Harry Potter I have all the time in the world.
I love going to London for a couple of days but I need to be in the country. I like the silence, the smell and the seasonal changes, especially in spring and summer. I really feel that I belong there.