“This is night, Diddykins. That's what we call it when it goes all dark like this. ”

“How long have you been ‘Big D’ then?” said Harry.“Shut it,” snarled Dudley, turning away again.“Cool name,” said Harry, grinning and falling into step beside his cousin. “But you’ll always be Ickle Diddykins to me.”“I said, SHUT IT!” said Dudley, whose ham-like hands had curled into fists.“Don’t the boys know that’s what your mum calls you?”“Shut your face.”“You don’t tell her to shut her face. What about ‘popkin’ and ‘Dinky Diddydums,’ can I use them then?”

“Dark times lie ahead of us and there will be a time when we must choose between what is easy and what is right.-Albus Dumbledore”

“Oh, I'm so glad we know what it's called, that's a great help," snarled Ron, leaning back, trying to stop the plant from curling around his neck.”

“It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.”

“Because that's what Hermione does,' said Ron, shrugging. 'When in doubt, go to the library.”

“I dreamed I was buying new shoes last night," said Ron. "What d'ya think that's gonna mean?""Probably that you're going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something," said Harry.”