Quotes by J.K. Rowling

You may wear that scar like a crown, Potter, but it is not up to a seventeen-year-old boy to tell me how to do my job! Its time you learned some respect!Its time you earned it, said Harry.

Your father is alive in you, Harry, and shows himself most plainly when you need of him. How else could you produce that particular Patronus? Prongs rode again last night.

No story lives unless someone wants to listen. So thank you, all of you.

Outside the Apothecary, Hagrid checked Harrys list again. Just yer wand left -- oh yeah, an I still havent got yeh a birthday present. Harry felt himself go red. You dont have to -- I know I dont have to. Tell yeh what, Ill get yer animal.

Why do you live?Because I have something worth living for.

Krystal flung herself violently off the chair, away from her mother. She was surprised to feel warm liquid flowing down her cheeks, and thought confusedly of blood, but it was tears, only tears, clear and shining on her fingertips when she wiped them away.

We’re all going to keep fighting, Harry. You know that?

He might have been encased in a thick glass bubble, so separate did he feel from his three dining companions. It was a sensation with which he was only too familiar, that of walking in a giant sphere of worry, enclosed by it, watching his own terrors roll by, obscuring the outside world.

Whenever he was in company he wanted to get away, and whenever he was alone he wanted company.

Dont let Ron see whats on those Slytherins badges, she whispered urgently.Harry looked questioningly at her, but she shook her head warningly; Ron had just ambled over to them, looking lost and desparate.Good luck, Ron, said Hermione, standing on tiptoe and kissing him on the cheek. And you, Harry --Ron seemed to come to himself slightly as they walked back across the Great Hall. He touched the spot on his face where Hermione had kissed him, looking puzzled, as though he was not quite sure what had just happened.

Did you kiss? asked Hermione briskly.Ron sat up so fast that he sent his ink bottle flying all over the rug. Disregarding this completely he stared avidly at Harry.Well? he demanded.Harry looked from Rons expression of mingled curiosity and hilarity to Hermiones slight frown, and nodded.HA!Ron made a triumphant gesture with his fist an went into a raucous peal of laughter that made several timid-looking second years over beside the window jump. A reluctant grin spread over Harrys face as he watched Ron rolling around on the hearthrug. Hermione gave Ron a look of deep disgust and returned to her letter.

Do you see, Harry? Do you see the flaw in my brilliant plan now? I had fallen into the trap I had foreseen, that I had told myself I could avoid, that I must avoid.”“I don’t —”“I cared about you too much,” said Dumbledore simply. “I cared more for your happiness than your knowing the truth, more for your peace of mind than my plan, more for your life than the lives that might be lost if the plan failed. In other words, I acted exactly as Voldemort expects we fools who love to act.“Is there a defense? I defy anyone who has watched you as I have — and I have watched you more closely than you can have imagined — not to want to save you more pain than you had already suffered. What did I care if numbers of nameless and faceless people and creatures were slaughtered in the vague future, if in the here and now you were alive, and well, and happy? I never dreamed that I would have such a person on my hands.

I feel I owe you another explanation Harry, said Dumbledore hesitantly. You may, perhaps, wondered why I never chose you as a prefect? I must confess...that I rather thought...you had enough responsibility to be going on with.Harry looked up at him and saw a tear trickling down Dumbledores face into his long silver beard.

Wherever I am, if Ive got a book with me, I have a place I can go and be happy.

Give her hell from us, Peeves.

I just wish I’d asked you sooner. We could’ve had ages . . . months . . . years maybe. . . .

He knew one thing only, and it was beyond fear or reason: He was not going to die crouching here like a child playing hide-and-seek; he was not going to die kneeling at Voldemort’s feet . . . he was going to die upright like his father, and he was going to die trying to defend himself, even if no defense was possible. . . .

Prof McGonagall : ... bravery doesnt forgive stupidity. ...

Harry then did something that was both very brave and very stupid

SO WHAT Harry shouted. Dont you understand? If Snape gets hold of the Stone, Voldemorts coming back! Havent you heard what it was like when he was trying to take over? There wont be any Hogwarts to get expelled from! Hell flatten it, or turn it into a school for the Dark Arts! Losing points doesnt matter anymore, cant you see? Do you think hell leave you and your families alone if Gryffindor wins the house cup? If I get caught before I can get to the Stone, well, Ill have to go back to the Dursleys and wait for Voldemort to find me there, its only dying a bit later than I would have, because Im never going over to the Dark Side!