Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows

J. K. Rowling

He felt like asking them to show a little more respect for his privacy as they all began stripping off with impunity, clearly much more at ease with displaying his body than they would have been with their own.


If only he knew Legilimency, really knew it, and could read Hermione’s mind; he could practically hear her brain whirring beside him.


I’ve never done a Memory Charm.” “Nor have I,” said Hermione, “but I know the theory.”


He did not know how he had managed to gain her confidence, and did not ask;


Severus Snape moved off to the other side of the Hall, away from Lily, to where the Slytherins were cheering him, to where Lucius Malfoy, a prefect badge gleaming upon his chest, patted Snape on the back as he sat down beside him…