I don’t want your help! Don’t you understand? I have to do this. I have to kill you. Or he’s going to kill me.

Seamus was bang out of order, mate. But he’ll come through. You’ll see.

Well, Ron has told us all about you, of course.

Then Neville nearly walked into him. He was one half of a pair that was carrying a body in from the grounds. Harry glanced down and felt another dull blow to his stomach: Colin Creevey, though underage, must have sneaked back just as Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle had done.
He was tiny in death.

“There are all kinds of courage,” said Dumbledore, smiling. “It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom.”

Well, well. Look who’s here. You two shopping for your new dream home? Bit grand for you, isn’t it, Weasel-bee? Don’t your family sleep in, uh, one room?

We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are.

“He was her one and only chance to feel sane. She was his nights spent chasing a hurricane.” x

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