“Oh, I'm going to kill Mundungus Fletcher!”

“I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed - or worse, expelled. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to bed.”

“Oh, Potter, you rotter, oh, what have you done,You’re killing off students, you think it’s good fun — ”

“I'm dying!" Malfoy yelled, as the class panicked. "I'm dying, look at me! It's killed me!”

“Silence fell between the four of them as they looked up at the sky. There was no sign of movement, the stars stared back, unblinking, indifferent, unobscured by flying friends. Where was Ron? Where were Fred and Mr Weasley? Where were Bill, Fleur, Tonks, Mad Eye, Mundungus?”

“Harry - you're a great wizard, you know." "I'm not as good as you," said Harry, very embarrassed, as she let go of him."Me!" said Hermione. "Books! And cleverness! There are more important things - friendship and bravery and - oh Harry - be careful!”

“If he doesn't stop trying to save your life he's going to kill you.”