There Aren't That Many People Who Have

It Was, He Thought, The Difference Between Being Dragged Into The Arena To Face A Battle To The Death And Walking Into The Arena With Your Head Held High. Some People, Perhaps, Would Say That There Was Little To Choose Between The Two Ways, But Dumbledore Knew - And So Do I, Thought Harry, With A Rush Of Fierce Pride, And So Did My Parents - That There Was All The Difference In The World.

Severus, Please Fetch Me The Strongest Truth Potion You Posess, Then Go Down To The Kitchen And Bring Up The House Elf Called Winky. Minerva, Kindly Go Down To Hagrids House Where You Will Find A Large Black Dog Sitting In The Pumpkin Patch. Take The Dog Up To My Office, Tell Him I Will Be With Him Shortly, Then Come Back Here.

I Would Rather Die Than Betray His Trust." "that's Not Saying Much, Seeing As You're Already Dead," Ron Observed. "once Again, You Show All The Sensitivity Of A Blunt Axe," Said Nearly Headless Nick In Affronted Tones.

Ah Well... Wand Still In Your Jeans? Both Buttocks Still On? Okay, Let’s Go.

Every Time He Tried To Reconstruct The Internal Arguments That Had Led To His Decision, They Sounded Feebler To Him.