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.
Facing this stuff in real life, is not like school. In school, if you make a mistake, you can just try again tomorrow.
Hi, Harry!
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.










