Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

Ah, well. People can be a bit stupid about their pets.

You think the dead we loved ever truly leave us? You think that we don't recall them more clearly than ever in times of great trouble?

Harry and Ron both made furious moves toward Malfoy, but Hermione got there first — SMACK!

She had slapped Malfoy across the face with all the strength she could muster. Malfoy staggered. Harry, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle stood flabbergasted as Hermione raised her hand again.

There's enough filth on my robes without you touching them.

The consequences of our actions are always so complicated, so diverse, that predicting the future is a very difficult business indeed.

If you made a better rat than a human Peter, that's not much to boast about.

I'm not blamin' yeh … but I gotta tell yeh, I thought you two'd value yer friend more'n broomsticks or rats. Tha's all.

Oh, come now, Harry, the Ministry doesn't send people to Azkaban for blowing up their aunts.

And they didn't desert me at all. Instead, they did something for me that would make my transformations not only bearable, but the best times of my life. They became Animagi.

Now, my three friends could hardly fail to notice that I disappeared once a month. I made up all sorts of stories. I told them my mother was ill, and that I had to go home to see her... I was terrified they would desert me the moment they found out what I was. But of course, they, like you, Hermione, worked out the truth...

Ah, of course, there is no need to say any more, Miss Granger. Tell me, which of you will be dying this year?

Your parents gave their lives to keep you alive, Harry. A poor way to repay them - gambling their sacrifice for a bag of magic tricks.

What was there to be gained by fighting the most evil wizard who has ever existed? Only innocent lives, Peter.

I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.

THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED! DIED RATHER THAN BETRAY YOUR FRIENDS, AS WE WOULD HAVE DONE FOR YOU!

We tried to shut him [Percy] in a pyramid. But Mum spotted us.

Well, you look in excellent health to me, Potter, so you'll excuse me if I don't let you off homework. I assure you that if you die, you need not hand it in.

It will happen tonight. The Dark Lord lies alone and friendless, abandoned by those who once followed. Tonight, before midnight, his servant will break free and rejoin his master, and with that servant's help, the Dark Lord will rise again, greater and more terrible than ever before...

When a wizard goes over ter the Dark Side there's nothin' and no one matters to 'em anymore.…

And Potter, do try and win, won't you? Or we'll be out of the running for the eighth year in a row, as Professor Snape was kind enough to remind me only last night...

An unworthy trick! A low and cowardly attempt to sabotage the Gryffindor Seeker! Detention for all of you [Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle and Marcus Flint] and fifty points from Slytherin! I shall be speaking to Professor Dumbledore about this, make no mistake! Ah, here he comes now!

You should have realised, Peter, if Voldemort didn't kill you, we would.

Tell them whatever you like. But make it quick, Remus. I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for. (Pg. 350)

If you want to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us, too!

I still don't like your tone, boy. If you can speak of your beatings in that casual way, they clearly aren't hitting you hard enough. Petunia, I'd write to them if I were you. Make it clear that you approve the use of extreme force in this boy's case.

Hermione's white face was sticking out from behind a tree.

What would we want to be prefects for? It'd take all the fun out of life.

I don’t go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me!