Hermione: Harry... what's happened?
Harry: [Referring to Sirius Black] He was their friend, and he betrayed them. HE WAS THEIR FRIEND!... I hope he finds me! Because when he does, I'm gonna be ready! When he does, I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!

Harry: Excuse me, sir. Where's Professor Lupin?
Professor Snape: That's really none of your concern is it, Potter?

Harry: Now what?
Hermione: We save Sirius.
Harry: How?
Hermione: No idea.

Hermione: If you're going to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us, too.
Sirius Black: No, only one will die tonight.

Dumbledore: Mysterious thing, time. Powerful, and when meddled with, dangerous. Sirius Black is in the topmost cell of the dark tower. You know the laws, Miss Granger. You must not be seen, and you would do well, I feel, to return before this last chime. If not, the consequences are too ghastly to discuss. If you succeed tonight, more than one innocent life may be spared. Three turns, should do it, I think.
[He starts to exit, turns back]
Dumbledore: Oh, by the way. When in doubt, I find retracing my steps to be a wise place to begin. Good luck.
[He exits]
Ron: What the bloody hell was that all about?

Professor Lupin: Very well. Kill him! But wait one more minute. Harry has the right to know why.
Harry: I know why! You betrayed my parents. You're the reason they're dead.
Professor Lupin: No, Harry, it wasn't him. Somebody did betray your parents, but it was somebody who, until quite recently, I believed to be dead.
Harry: Who was it then?
Sirius Black: Peter Pettigrew! And he's in this room, right now! Come out, come out, Peter! Come out, come out and play!

[to Harry after he sees the horses pulling the horseless carriges for the first time] Don't worry. You're just as sane as me.

Luna Lovegood

Maybe you don't have to do this all by yourself, mate.

Ron Weasley

Ron: I'm warning you Hermione! Keep that bloody beast of yours away from Scabbers or I'll turn it into a tea cozy!
Hermione: It's a cat, Ronald! What do you expect? It's in his nature.
Ron: A cat? Is that what they told you? It looks more like a pig with hair if you ask me.
Hermione: That's rich! Coming from the owner of that smelly old shoe brush. Too right, Crookshanks, just ignore the mean little boy.

Dolores Umbridge: [Harry has come in to do his detention] You're going to be doing some lines for me, Mr. Potter.
[Potter opens his bag for his quill but Umbridge stops him]
Dolores Umbridge: No, not with your quill. You're going to be using a rather special one of mine. Now, I want you to write "I must not tell lies."
Harry Potter: How many times?
Dolores Umbridge: Let's see... As long as it takes for the message to sink in.
Harry Potter: You haven't given me any ink.
Dolores Umbridge: Oh, you won't need any ink.

Hermione: [after Hagrid gives Ron Scabbers back] I think you owe someone an apology.
Ron: Right. Next time I see Crookshanks, I'll let him know.
Hermione: [annoyed] I meant me!

[about the Heir of Slytherin]
Hermione: I wonder who it could be?
Ron: [sarcastic puzzlement] Let's think... who do we know that thinks all Muggle-borns are scum?
Hermione: If you're talking about Malfoy...
Ron: Of course, Malfoy. You heard what he said. "You'll be next, Mudblood"!

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