"How did I get this reputation as a dropper? I am anything but a dropper.”
"Well, I’m flattered but uninterested."
"There’s the silver lining I’ve been looking for, she whispered, and then she was kissing him as she had never kissed him before, and Harry was kissing her back, and it was blissful oblivion better than firewhisky; she was the only real thing in the world, Ginny, the feel of her, one hand at her back and one in her long, sweet-smelling hair”
"Seems the Evil Queen was able to love someone after all.”
"The Great Hall seemed to fly away, become smaller, shrink, as Harry reeled backward from the doorway. He could not draw breath. He could not bear to look at any of the other bodies, to see who else had died for him. He could not bear to join the Weasleys, could not look into their eyes, when if he had given himself up in the first place, Fred might never have died… He turned away and ran up the marble staircase. Lupin, Tonks… He yearned not to feel… He wished he could rip out his heart, his innards, everything that was screaming inside him…”
"They’re you. They’re what you become if you destroy Gallifrey.”
Thanksgiving with the F.R.I.E.N.D.S gang.