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“You’re too -” Harry began, but Ginny said fiercely, “I’m three years older than you were when you fought You-Know-Who over the Philosopher’s Stone, and it’s because of me that Malfoy’s stuck back in Umbridge’s office with giant flying bogies attacking him-”.

“ The thing about growing up with Fred and George, is that you sort of start thinking anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve. ”

Anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.

I missed you. It’s been like an hour. Tell me about it.

“It’s like when a song changes key, or starts on the offbeat, or shifts its meter halfway through. It’s that hiccup you get in your chest. That tiny huh moment. Like maybe something’s kind of wrong. Or maybe something’s about to change.”

“but you’re moving through boyfriends a bit fast, aren’t you?” ginny turned to look at him, her hands on her hips. there was such a mrs. weasley-ish glare on her face that harry was surprised fred didn’t recoil. “it’s none of your business. and i’ll thank you,” she said angrily to ron, “not to tell tales about me to these two.” 

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What do you care if I die? Isn’t that what you want? Yes.

You will always have me. I will always protect you. This is how I do that now. 

They had not drawn the curtains; he saw them quite clearly in their little sitting room, the tall black-haired man in his glasses, making puffs of colored smoke erupt from his wand for the amusement of the small black-haired boy in his blue pajamas. The child was laughing and trying to catch the smoke, to grab it in his small fist… A door opened and the mother entered, saying words he cold not hear, her long dark-red hair falling over her face. Now the father scooped up the son and handed him to the mother. He threw his wand down upon the sofa and stretched, yawning. The gate creaked a little as he pushed it open.                     “Lily, take Harry and go! It’s him! Go! Run! I’ll hold him off!”

“A lot of boys like her. Even you think she’s good-looking, don’t you Blaise, and we all know how hard you are to please.” (late birthday present for @ginervamollly )