The Best Of Us Must Sometimes Eat

And Percy Was Shaking His Brother, And Ron Was Kneeling Beside Them, And Fred's Eyes Stared Without Seeing, The Ghost Of His Last Laugh Still Etched Upon His Face.

I Remember Every Wand I’ve Ever Sold, Mr. Potter. Every Single Wand. It So Happens That The Phoenix Whose Tail Feather Is In Your Wand, Gave Another Feather — Just One Other. It Is Very Curious Indeed That You Should Be Destined For This Wand When Its Brother — Why, Its Brother Gave You That Scar.

Curious Indeed How These Things Happen. The Wand Chooses The Wizard, Remember...i Think We Must Expect Great Things From You, Mr. Potter... After All, He-who-must-not-be-named Did Great Things — Terrible, Yes, But Great.

Shut Your Mouth! You Dare Speak His Name With Your Unworthy Lips, You Dare Besmirch It With Your Half-blood's Tongue, You Dare —

Parry Otter, The Chosen Boy Who - Well - Something Of That Sort.