On Harry, Ron and Hermione – the trio…
Like a rose growing among weeds, like a breath of fresh air underground; the power of three can do anything and do anything. They can achieve the impossible, and yet through it all, their friendship never falters. May I one day be enlightened to the power of three also, for right now I am all alone.
DM
On Hermione…
It's difficult to describe the hurt when you lose someone you love. I have never lost anyone, but know I will soon. I never expressed my affection for the one I loved. I was too shy, too stupid. And now I will never see her again. There is a plot to kill her friend - in the process killing her. I am part of the plot. My friends and family hate her. Her friends and family hate me: a tragic love story. I shall never forget her when she is gone.
DM
On Lucius Malfoy…
I am a puppet. I have always been a puppet. I am scared of my puppet master- scared of his death, but also scared of his living. I will follow in my father's footsteps. Everyone knows I will. No one expects any different. I am an object, not a person. My father and his life are all I know. Now he is locked away, I have broken free of his strings. I am free to do whatever I like and face whatever my new, unique life throws at me.
DM
On himself…
Like the stream is to the sea, like the sparrow is to the eagle. One day they will see. One day I will make them see. I will be omnipotent and will immortal – tricking and defying death. I do not love. I do not feel. Feeling is for men. I am not a man.
LV
On the future…
I have foreseen the future, as all centaurs before me have done. And yet I tell no one. Despite the troubles that face us. I tell no one. We centaurs are secretive beings - shrouded in mystery and fate. We are the most intelligent. We know of more than magic. We know of more than the present. We do not share this knowledge, although times are changing. Recently one left our herd and carried a human upon his back, and taught at the child's school. We do not reveal our secrets to humans. We do not carry humans like the common mule. But times are changing, and the dark is rising.
B
On 'what he has done'…
Finally I have done it. I have helped win the war against You-Know-Who, rather than support him. He thinks me a coward, which in many ways I am; I never stood up for my brother, and I thought 'Slytherin, Slytherin,' as the sorting hat was on my head in my first year, for fear I would be in Hufflepuff, as I suspected I would be. But I have been braver. I defied the most evil and powerful wizard of our time, and discovered his secret too. I am proud of what I have achieved and I am sure my brother, if he ever finds out what I have done will be proud of me too.
RAB
I am a woman. (sorry guys, I had to say it)