"Potter's running away, Potter's running away, Potter's-"

"Stop."
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

“Whoa, I wasn’t telling you what I was thinking so that you could agree, I was telling you so that you could say it was a completely daft, brainless, not to mention really, really bad and dangerous idea!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

“It’s beautiful out tonight isn’t it? You can really see the stars.”


I turn my head a fraction of an inch to stare at her. I nod slowly, and after a moment of silence she says, “You agree with Teddy, don’t you?”


I face her fully, still lying on the grass and tell her, “Of course I do. He’s my Dad. I can’t believe he’s dead.”
 

 
 
 
 

"Why, Mr. Malfoy, you couldn't possibly mean the color of my cousin's eyes, could you?"

"Of course not."

"Liar, liar pants on fire."

"Well, that's real mature."
 
 
 
 

Merlin, this kid is really weird. If all Muggles are like this, so help me, I'll-
 
 
 

Chapter written for Shoot for the stars 1999's Hunger Games trilogy quotes challenge.

“Oh, dad,” he asks sadly, “what have you gotten yourself into?” 
 

"You're a genius," I gasp to her.

"Wh-what did I say?"
 

I roll my eyes slightly. “I think you worry about me too much sometimes.”

He rolls his eyes back at me. “You need someone to worry about you with all the stupid things you do.”
 

"You," I chuckle, unable to stop laughing all of a sudden, "You're sitting on Aunt Hermione's forget-me-nots and lilacs, you know that right?"
 
 

"The imperius curse is just lovely, isn't it?"