Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

last enemy that shall be destroyed is death,

There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione’s arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet.

How strange that in his dread of death, it pumped all the harder,

Harry thought inexplicably of Ginny, and her blazing look, and the feel of her lips on his —

Oh yes! said Dumbledore. Yes, he destroyed it. Your soul is whole, and completely your own, Harry.

But you are a pureblood, aren’t you, my brave boy? Voldemort asked Neville, who stood facing him, his empty hands curled in fists. So what if I am? said Neville loudly. You show spirit and bravery, and you come of noble stock. You will make a very valuable Death Eater. We need your kind, Neville Longbottom. I’ll join you when hell freezes over, said Neville. Dumbledore’s Army! he shouted, and there was an answering cheer from the crowd, whom Voldemort’s Silencing Charms seemed unable to hold.