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“She was a very pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes -- her eyes are just like mine, Harry thought, edging a little closer to the glass. Bright green -- exactly the same shape, but then he noticed that she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time. The tall, thin, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. He wore glasses, and his hair was very untidy. It stuck up at the back, just like Harry's did.

Harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose was nearly touching that of his reflection.

"Mum?" he whispered. "Dad?"

They just looked at him, smiling. And slowly, Harry looked into the faces of the other people in the mirror and saw other pairs of green eyes like his, other noses like his, even a little old man who looked as though he had Harry's knobbly knees -- Harry was looking at his family, for the first time in his life.

The Potters smiled and waved at Harry and he stared hungrily back at them, his hands pressed flat against the glass as though he was hoping to fall right through it and reach them. He had a powerful kind of ache inside of him, half joy, half terrible sadness.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

“As Harry and Ron rounded the clump of trees behind which Harry had first heard the dragons roar, a witch leapt out from behind them.
It was Rita Skeeter. She was wearing acid-green robes today; the Quick-Quotes Quill in her hand blended perfectly against them.
"Congratulations, Harry!' she said beaming at him. "I wonder if you could give me a quick word? How you felt facing that dragon? How do you feel now about the fairness of the scoring?"
"Yeah, you can have a word," said Harry savagely. "Goodbye!”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

“If all goes well, you will be able to save more than one innocent life tonight.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

“The poor things keep calling in those â€� those pumbles, I think they're called â€� you know, the ones who mend pipes and things â€� "
"Plumbers?"
" â€� exactly, yes, but of course they're flummoxed.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

“I never meant to call you Mudblood, it just-"
Lily: "Slipped out? It’s too late. I’ve made excuses for you for years. None of my friends can understand why I even talk to you. You and your precious little Death Eater friends ... You’ve chosen your way, I’ve chosen mine.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“Next time there’s a ball, ask me before someone else does, and not as a last resort!”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

“Go on, have a pasty," said Harry, who had never had anything to share before or, indeed, anyone to share it with. It was a nice feeling, sitting there with Ron, eating their way through all Harry's pasties, cakes, and candies (the sandwiches lay forgotten).”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

“Well, here goes," said Harry, and he raised the little bottle and took a carefully measured gulp.
"What does it feel like?" whispered Hermione.
Harry did not answer for a moment. Then, slowly but surely, an exhilarating sense of infinite opportunity stole through him; he felt as though he could have done anything, anything at all...and getting the memory from Slughorn seemed suddenly not only possible, but positively easy....
He got to his feet, smiling, brimming with confidence.
"Excellent," he said. "Really excellent. Right...I'm going down to Hagrid's."
"What?" said Ron and Hermione together, looking aghast. "No, Harry - you've got to go and see Slughorn, remember?" said Hermione.
"No," said Harry confidently. "I'm going to Hagrid's, I've got a good feeling about going to Hagrid's."
"You've got a good feeling about burying a giant spider?" asked Ron, looking stunned.
"Yeah," said Harry, pulling his Invisibility Cloak out of his bag. "I feel like it's the place to be tonight, you know what I mean?" "No," said Ron and Hermione together, both looking positively alarmed now.
"This is Felix Felicis, I suppose?" said Hermione anxiously, holding up the bottle to the light. "You haven't got another little bottle full - I don't know -"
"Essence of Insanity?" suggested Ron, as Harry swung his cloak over his shoulders.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

“Merlin’s beard.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“Snape raised his wand and pointed it directly at Dumbledore.
"Avada Kedavra!”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

“Kill me then,' panted Harry, who felt no fear at all, but only rage and contempt. 'Kill me like you killed him, you coward-'

DON'T-' screamed Snape, and his face was suddenly demented, inhuman, as though he was in as much pain as the yelping, howling dog stuck in the house behind them- 'CALL ME A COWARD!”
― J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

“Oh, very good,' interrupted Snape, his lip curling. 'Yes, it is easy to see that nearly six years of magical education have not been wasted on you, Potter. 'Ghosts are transparent.”
― J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

“I can't give a Professor love!”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“Whatever house I'm in, I hope she's not in it.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

“Yeah, we’ll call you,â€� muttered Ron as the knight disappeared, “If we ever need someone mental.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

“It was important, Dumbledore said, to fight, and fight again, and keep fighting, for only then could evil be kept at bay, though never quite eradicated. . . .”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

“The world had ended, so why had the battle not ceased, the castle fallen silent in horror, and every combatant laid down their arms? Harry's mind was in freefall, spinning out of control, unable to grasp the impossibility, because Fred Weasley could not be dead, the evidence of all his senses must be lyingâ€�”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“What do we want to be prefects for?â€� said George, looking revolted at the very idea. “It’d take all the fun out of life.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

“What’s cominâ€� will come, anâ€� we’ll meet it when it does.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

“Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?â€�
"...I think the answer is that a circle has no beginning."
"Well reasoned.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“Bangs and smoke were more often the marks of ineptitude than expertise.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

“Ron, you're making it snow," said Hermione patiently, grabbing his wrist and redirecting his wand away from the ceiling from which, sure enough, large white flakes had started to fall. Lavender Brown, Harry noticed, glared at Hermione from a neighboring table through very red eyes, and Hermione immediately let go of Ron's arm.
"Oh yeah," said Ron, looking down at his shoulders in vague surprise." Sorry...looks like we've all got horrible dandruff now...."
He brushed some of the fake snow off Hermione's shoulder. Lavender burst into tears. Ron looked immensely guilty and turned his back on her.
"We split up," he told Harry out of the corner of his mouth. "Last night. When she saw me coming out of the dormitory with Hermione. Obviously she couldn't see you, so she thought it had just been the two of us."
"ah," said Harry. "Well - you don't mind it's over, do you?" "No," Ron admitted. "It was pretty bad while she was yelling, but at least I didn't have to finish it."
"Coward," said Hermione, though she looked amused. "Well, it was a bad night for romance all around. Ginny and Dean split up too, Harry."
Harry thought there was a rather knowing look in her eye as she told him that, but she could no possibly know that his insides were suddenly dancing the conga.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

“Muggle women wear them, Archie, not the men, they wear these,' said the Ministry wizard, and he brandished the pinstriped trousers.

'I'm not putting them on,' said old Archie in indignation. 'I like a healthy breeze 'round my privates, thanks.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

“Look . . . at . . . me. . . .”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“They don't know we're not allowed to use magic at home. I'm going to have a lot of fun with Dudley this summer.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

“This exchange marked the beginning of Mr. Malfoy's long campaign to have me removed from my post as headmaster of Hogwarts, and of mine to have him removed from his position as Lord Voldemort's Favorite Death Eater. My response prompted several further letters from Mr. Malfoy, but as they consisted mainly of opprobrious remarks on my sanity, parentage, and hygiene, their relevance to this commentary is remote.”
― J.K. Rowling, The Tales of Beedle the Bard

“Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to. He's already used you as bait once, and that was just because you're my best friend's sister. Think how much danger you'll be in if we keep this up. He'll know, he'll find out. He'll try and get to me through you.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

“Aaah ... said Ron, imitating Professor Trelawney’s mystical whisper, when two Neptunes appear in the sky it is a sure sign that a midget in glasses is being born, Harry...”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

“Poverty entails fear and stress and sometimes depression. It meets a thousand petty humiliations and hardships. Climbing out of poverty by your own efforts that is something on which to pride yourself but poverty itself is romanticized by fools.”
― J.K. Rowling

“Neither can live while the other survives . . ...”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince