Get Up, You Useless Lump, Get Up!

I Have No Time To Explain Now. It Is A Thrilling Tale, I Wish To Do It Justice.

Instead (harry) Contented Himself With Scrawling A Note To Ron: Let's Do It Tonight.

Every Now And Then I Read A Poem That Does Touch Something In Me, But I Never Turn To Poetry For Solace Or Pleasure In The Way That I Throw Myself Into Prose.

If There Is One Thing Voldemort Cannot Understand, It Is Love.

I Thought It Sounded A Bit Like Percy Singing... Maybe You've Got To Attack Him While He's In The Shower, Harry.