Malfoy certainly did talk about flying a lot. He complained loudly about first years never getting on the House Quidditch teams and told long, boastful stories that always seemed to end with him narrowly escaping Muggles in helicopters.
It was as if Snape had started handing out sweets.
A witch as their minister's wife.
It is imprtant to remember that we all have magic inside us.
If, in a month or so, you feel like explaining, you will let us know, won't you? said Ron irritably.
Well, well, well . . . Patronus Potter, said.
The words came out before Harry had quite got his tongue around them. Wangoballwime? Sorry? said Cho. D'you — d'you want to go to the ball with me? said Harry. Why did he have to go red now? Why? Oh! said Cho, and she went red too. Oh Harry, I'm really sorry, and she truly looked it. I've already said I'll go with someone else.
It is my belief... that the truth is generally preferable to lies.
Blast-Ended Skrewts for a walk than.
Why would anyone want to celebrate the day they died? said Ron, who was halfway through his Potions homework and grumpy. Sounds dead depressing to me....
You've got him, Minister! said.
The ones who love us never really leave us, you can always find them in here.' - Sirius Black.