All's Fair In Love And War," Said

You Thought I Would Not Weesh To Marry Him? Or Per'aps You Hoped?" Said Fleur, Her Nostrils Flaring. "what Do I Care How He Looks? I Am Good-looking Enough For Both Of Us, I Theenk! All These Scars Show Is Zat My Husband Is Brave! And I Shall Do Zat!" She Added Fiercely, Pushing Mrs. Weasley Aside And Snatching The Ointment From Her.

Nasty Temper He's Got, That Sirius Black.

Would It Hurt To Die? All Those Times He Had Thought It Was About To Happen And Escaped, He Had Never Really Thought Of The Thing Itself: His Will To Live Had Always Been So Much Stronger Than His Fear Of Death.

Killing Rips The Soul Apart.

Time Is Making Fools Of Us Again.