Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

people find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong than being right

“And now, Harry, let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.”

“They’re playing Harper instead; he’s in my year and he’s an idiot.”

But Black’s by-the-by now. The point is

“I hope he looks like his papa,” and I won’t lie, she was right to hope it, because she was no beauty

“I hope he looks like his papa,” and I won’t lie, she was right to hope it, because she was no beauty

At once, Katie rose into the air, not as Ron had done, suspended comically by the ankle, but gracefully, her arms outstretched, as though she were about to fly. Yet there was something wrong, something eerie … her hair was whipped around her by the fierce wind, but her eyes were closed and her face was quite empty of expression.

Katie tugged it back and the package fell to the ground.

Oh, no,’ muttered Harry. The three of them turned to see Professor Slughorn, who was wearing an enormous furry hat and overcoat with matching fur collar, clutching a large bag of crystallised pineapple and occupying at least a quarter of the shop.

‘I see you are –’

‘Dumbledore’s man through and through,’ said Harry. ‘That’s right.’