Severus Snape Wasn't Yours," Said Harry. "snape

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.

I've Laid My Friends Bare.

Scrimgeour: "it's Time You Learned Some Respect!" Harry: "it's Time You Earned It.

Can't Stay Long, Mother," He Said. "i'm Up Front, The Prefects Have Got Two Compartments To Themselves-" "oh, Are You A Prefect, Percy?" Said One Of The Twins, With An Air Of Great Surprise. "you Should Have Said Something, We Had No Idea." "hang On, I Think I Remember Him Saying Something About It," Said The Other Twin. "once-" "or Twice-" "a Minute-" "all Summer-" "oh, Shut Up," Said Percy The Prefect.

I Love You, Hermione,” Said Ron, Sinking Back, Rubbing His Eyes Wearily. Hermione Turned Faintly Pink, But Merely Said, “don’t Let Lavender Hear You Saying That.” “i Won’t,” Said Ron Into His Hands. “or Maybe I Will . . . Then She’ll Ditch Me . . .