Don't put your wand into your back pocket! Better wizards than you have lost buttocks from it!
I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed - or worse, expelled. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to bed.
There's always room for a story that can transport people to another place.
Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: To think that people had years and years, time to waste, so much time it dragged, and he was clinging to each second.
Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery.
We did it, we bashed them wee Potter's the one, and Voldy's gone moldy, so now let's have fun!
Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.
But Dumbledore says he doesn't care what they do as long as they don't take him off the Chocolate Frog cards.
Dumbledore will only leave from Hogwarts when there are none loyal to him!
Differences of habit and language are nothing at all if our aims are identical and our hearts are open.
You think the dead we loved truly ever leave us? You think that we don't recall them more clearly in times of great trouble?
To hurt is as human as to breathe.
The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure. Thoughts are not etched on the inside of skulls, to be perused by an invader. The mind is a complex and many-layered thing.
Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple..
Madam Pince, our librarian, tells me that it is 'pawed about, dribbled on, and generally maltreated' nearly everyday - a high compliment for any book.