On Harry dug, deeper and deeper into the hard, cold earth, subsuming his grief in sweat, denying the pain in his scar.

“And he knew that at that moment, they understood each other perfectly, and when…”

“We all know that the people we love are mortal, we all know we’re mortal, we kn…”

“It is impossible to manufacture or imitate love.”

“Dobby has no master. Dobby is a free elf!”