wicked.

You! You foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach!

“I don’t care! I’ve had enough, I’ve seen enough. I want out, I want it to end, I don’t care anymore!”

Molly Weasley: Fred, you next.

George Weasley: He’s not Fred, I am!

Fred Weasley: Honestly, woman. You call yourself our mother.

Molly Weasley: Oh, I’m sorry, George.

Fred Weasley: I’m only joking, I am Fred!

Never let this cruel world steal your spark.

But know this; the ones that love us never really leave us.

[…] nobody said it was easy.

It’s been 14 years, and still not a day goes by that I don’t miss your dad.

“If all goes well, you will be able to save more than one innocent life tonight.”

“I don’t care! I’ve had enough, I’ve seen enough. I want out, I want it to end, I don’t care anymore!”

The deluminator. It doesn’t just turn off lights. I don’t know how it work but Christmas morning, I was sleeping in this little pub, keeping away from some Snatchers, and I heard it. A voice. Your voice, Hermione. You said my name. Just my name. Like a whisper. So I took it, clicked it and this tiny ball of light appeared. And I knew. It flew towards me, the ball of light, right through my chest and straight through me. Right here [he touches his heart] And I knew it was going to take me where I needed to go.