Dobby Harry Potter Quotes Novels & Stories

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

said Cynthia . " You don't nedd any of this ...you need the strongest thing in this world . " answered back Jefefry softly smiling . " strongest ...diamond ... a stone ?" asked Jefefry . " Not the strongest non metal dumbo ..' said Jefefry hitting his hand softly on Cynthia's head like a small kid . " Strongest feeling ...strongest emotuon ...you remeber the quotes once dumbledore said do not pitty the dead ... " Jefefry spoke up but Cynthia intrupted .

It is our choices that show who we truly are far more than our abilities. ~Professor Dumbledore, The chamber of secrets. •• Warning: This chapter contains words/paragraphs that may be triggering to some readers. Read discretion as adviced. This chapter will reveal most of the why's in the book. •• Noor stared at her Baba from across the dining table, taking notice of the stiffness of his jaw. It was one of the many saturday breakfasts they had together but his wife was absent today, making it almost bearable for her. If only her Baba wasn't intent on making conversations today, all would be well.

Max’s POV I had one hell of a day. I was sore, but nothing that the sweet Minerva Jones cannot fix. She whipped me up something from her little portable drawer like bag of potions and dropped a few of it’s yellow content in my tea. She reminded me of professor Snape from my favorite sequel, Harry Potter. The only difference was, miss Minerva was a happy soul. Snape was grumpy.

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

she replied calmly and reservedly. "I wouldn' t like a coward being my personal assistant, so I hope you try and be more courageous before me." Debby knew he was indirectly referring to her reaction around him. But she couldn't help it. Harry was a monster and mere sight of him,brought many powerful men to their feet.

He slid a look at Cameron’s dad, impressed. “Oh dear,” Aislen smirked. “That looks like it hurt.” “Takes a big man to beat another in chains,” August sneered. “Well,” Connery stepped back. “I will leave you to it. If you care to stop back by Meguitte once you are done here and donate some blood, that would be appreciated,” he said to Harry. “We’re going to need a lot of it to perfect this spell.” He turned and strolled away.

Not that I let it stop me. “Well… not anymore. But I’m careful. I keep the hospital on speed dial and make sure there are various healing potions around that have been thoroughly tested.” I answer. Damn it, I sound like I’m making excuses. I sort of am, I know it isn’t safe to test potions alone. Harry walks beside me in silence for a minute before he says anything. “Well, in that case, I’m saying not anymore to YOUR not anymore. Next time you decide to do something reckless, I’ll be your back up. Okay?” He demands.

I swung the door open and glanced back at her as I said, "I mean it, Nat." * * * While not a quote from the books, Michael Gambon's Dumbledore says this to Harry in Deathly Hallows: Part 2: "Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it."

Charlie stepped forward and threw a punch at me. "You're not allowed to talk about Dobby in such a manner, Mr. Fuller! You ought to know that Dobby isn't just my dog—it's been with me for five years! I've long seen it as part of my family!" Emma took Charlie's hand in hers after striking me, blowing softly on it. "You hit him so hard. Your hand must be aching now, Charlie." She then looked at me with a cold, distant expression, saying, "You should just sign it already and stop making a scene in front of everyone, Shawn."