Best quotes from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

By J.K. Rowling, Mary GrandPré

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I've never stunned anyone except in our D.A. lessons," said Luna, sounding mildly interested. "That was noisier than I thought it would be.

Are you planning to follow a career in Magical Law, Miss Granger? asked Scrimgeour.
No, I’m not, retorted Hermione. I’m hoping to do some good in the world!

Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?

The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well.

Apparently wizards poke their noses in everywhere!

Would it hurt to die?

Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all those who live without love.

Does it hurt?" The childish question had escaped Harry's lips before he could stop it.
"Dying? Not at all," said Sirius. "Quicker and easier than falling asleep.

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.

Holey? You have the the whole world of ear-related humor before you, you go for holey?

Dawn was breaking over the horizon, shell pink and faintly gold...

On and on they flew, over the countryside parceled out in patches of green and brown, over roads and rivers winding through the landscapes like strips of matte and glossy ribbon.

Harry looked down and saw deep green mountains and lakes, coppery in the sunset.

And all along the corridor the statues and suits of armor jumped down from their plinths, and from the echoing crashes from the floors above and below, Harry knew that their fellows throughout the castle had done the same.

Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple.

Apples   Art   Autumn   Color   Fall   Seasons

Yeah, but the lost diadem," said Michael Corner, rolling his eyes, "is
lost
, Luna. That's sort of the point.

Would you like me to [kill you] now?" asked Snape, his voice heavy with irony. "Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?

Death   Epitaph   Irony   Snape

The Hallows, the Hallows. A desperate man’s dream!

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.
"Is this the moment?" Harry asked weakly, and when nothing happened except that Ron and Hermione gripped each other still more firmly and swayed on the spot, he raised his voice. "OI! There's a war going on here!"
Ron and Hermione broke apart, their arms still around each other.
"I know, mate," said Ron, who looked as though he had recently been hit on the back of the head with a Bludger, "so it's now or never, isn't it?"
"Never mind that, what about the Horcrux?" Harry shouted. "D'you think you could just --- just hold it in, until we've got the diadem?"
"Yeah --- right --- sorry ---" said Ron, and he and Hermione set about gathering up fangs, both pink in the face.

Love   Romance   War

Oooh, look, a Blibbering Humdinger!

For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill with a single glance from his eyes. That’s a basilisk, listeners. One simple test: Check whether the thing that’s glaring at you has got legs. If it has, it’s safe to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that’s still likely to be the last thing you ever do.

Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.
"After all this time?"
"Always," said Snape.

Death's got an Invisibility Cloak?" Harry interrupted again.
"So he can sneak up on people," said Ron. "Sometimes he gets bored of running at them, flapping his arms and shrieking...

They’re evacuating the younger kids and everyone’s meeting in the Great Hall to get organized. We’re fighting.

I am sorry too," said Lupin. "Sorry I will never know [my son]... but he will know why I died and I hope he will understand I was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life.

You are nearly there," said James. "Very close. We are...so proud of you.

Perhaps just one more, Master Harry, for luck?

Hermione launched herself forwards and started punching every inch of him that she could reach.
'Ouch — ow — gerroff! What the — ? Hermione — OW!'
You — complete — arse — Ronald — Weasley!
She punctuated every word with a blow: Ron backed away, shielding his head as Hermione advanced.

Look...at...me..." he whispered. The green eyes found the black, but after a second, something in the depths of the dark pair seemed to vanish, leaving them fixed, blank, and empty. The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor, and Snape moved no more.

Listeners, that brings us to the end of another Potterwatch. We don’t know when it will be possible to broadcast again, but you can be sure we shall be back. Keep twiddling those dials: the next password will be ‘Mad-Eye.’ Keep each other safe. Keep faith. Good night.

The last words Albus Dumbledore spoke to the pair of us?'
Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him.

The ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.

DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY, STILL RECRUITING.

You'll stay with me?'
Until the very end,' said James.

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.

He must have known I'd want to leave you."
"No, he must have known you would always want to come back.

Great, tell me when you've defeated Voldemort for me, will you?

As our listeners will know, unless they've taken refuge at the bottom of a garden pond or somewhere similar, You-Know-Who's strategy of remaining in the shadows is creating a nice little climate of panic.

Contemplating the task ahead would not make it easier or the water warmer.

We did it, we bashed them wee Potter's the one, and Voldy's gone moldy, so now let's have fun!

But if it matters to you, you'll be able to choose Gryffindor over Slytherin. The Sorting Hat takes your choice into account."
"Really?"
"It did for me," said Harry.
He had never told any of his children that before, and he saw the wonder in Albus's face when he said it.

Potter! There are hundreds of people thundering through my pub!

It is a curious thing, Harry, but perhaps those who are best suited to power are those who have never sought it. Those who, like you, have leadership thrust upon them, and take up the mantle because they must, and find to their own surprise that they wear it well.

Hide them all, then. Keep her – them – safe. Please.'
And what will you give me in return, Severus?'
In – in return? Anything.

After all this time?"
"Always...

Yeah 'ear 'ear," said George, with half a glance at Fred, the corner of whose mouth twitched.

How do you feel, Georgie?" whispered Mrs. Weasley.
George's fingers groped for the side of his head.
"Saintlike," he murmured.
"What's wrong with him?" croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?"
"Saintlike," repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. "You see...I'm HOLEY, Fred, geddit?

Room of Requirement, of course! Surpassed itself, hasn't it? the Carrows were chasing me, and I knew I had just one chance for a hideout: I managed to get through the door and this is what I found! Well, it wasn't exactly like this when I arrived, it was a load smaller, there was only one hammock and just Gryffindor hangings. But it's expanded as more and more of the D.A. have arrived.

This isn't your average book, it's pure gold:
Twelve Fail-Safe Ways to Charm Witches
. Explains everything you need to know about girls. IF only I'd had this last year I'd have known exactly how to get rid of Lavender and I would've known how to get going with... Well Fred and George gave me a copy, and I've learned a lot. You'd be surprised, it's not all about wandwork, either.

Snape's patronus was a doe,' said Harry, 'the same as my mother's because he loved her for nearly all of his life, from when they were children.

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