Luck Can Only Get You So Far.

Jealous?...of What? I Don't Want A Foul Scar Right Across My Head, Thanks. I Don't Think Getting Your Head Cut Open Makes You That Special, Myself.

If All Goes Well, You Will Be Able To Save More Than One Innocent Life Tonight.

Harry Witnessed Professor Mcgonagall Walking Right Past Peeves Who Was Determinedly Loosening A Crystal Chandelier And Could Have Sworn He Heard Her Tell The Poltergeist Out Of The Corner Of Her Mouth 'it Unscrews The Other Way.

Ah, Music," He Said, Wiping His Eyes. "a Magic Far Beyond All We Do Here! And Now, Bedtime. Off You Trot!

Would You Like Me To [kill You] Now?" Asked Snape, His Voice Heavy With Irony. "or Would You Like A Few Moments To Compose An Epitaph?