You think the dead we loved ever truly leave us? You think that we don’t recall them more clearly than ever in times of great trouble? Your father is alive in you, Harry, and shows himself plainly when you have need of him.

“They don't know we're not allowed to use magic at home. I'm going to have a lot…”

“Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?''Hmm . . . What do you think, Harry…”

“Yeah, but coming from Dudley that's like "I love you.”

“She was a very pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes -- her eyes are…”