It's Best To Know What The Enemy

Things We Lose Have A Way Of Coming Back To Us In The End, If Not Always In The Way We Expect.

They Were Bullyin' Him, Hermione, 'cause He's So Small!" Said Hagrid. "small?" Said Hermione. "small?" "hermione, I Couldn't Leave Him," Said Hagrid, Tears Now Trickling Down His Bruised Face Into His Beard. "see -- He's My Brother!

Maybe A Man In A Million Could Unite The Hallows, Harry. I Was Fit Only To Possess The Meanest Of Them, The Least Extraordinary. I Was Fit To Own The Elder Wand, And Not To Boast Of It, And Not To Kill With It. I Was Permitted To Tame And To Use It, Because I Took It, Not For Gain, But To Save Others From It.

I Felt I Had To Solve Everyone's Problems.

There Are Much More Terrible Things Than Physical Injury.