“WE'VE BEEN ROBBED!!! . . .I immediatly whirled around and looked in my bedroom to make sure no one stole my Harry Potter books.”

“Is my world turning into Harry Potter's?!”

“Two libriomancers had been disciplined for trying to get an early copy of the last Harry Potter book.”

“He picks up one of the tests and pretends like he's Harry Potter, aiming the test at random objects around the small bathroom yelling, "I curse you with my magic wand, punk toilet paper!”

“This is your copy of Advanced Potion-Making, is it, Potter?”“Yes,” said Harry, still breathing hard.“You’re quite sure of that, are you, Potter?”“Yes,” said Harry, with a touch more defiance.“This is the copy of Advanced Potion-Making that you purchased from Flourish and Blotts?”“Yes,” said Harry firmly.“Then why,” asked Snape, “does it have the name ‘Roonil Wazlib’ written inside the front cover?”Harry’s heart missed a beat. “That’s my nickname,” he said.”

“I used to be self conscious about my height, but then I thought, fuck that, I'm Harry Potter.”