You’ve been studying really hard, you’ve just been putting your head down, trying to get your O.W.L.s, or whatever they’re called - and you know, getting house points, and then Dumbledore just goes: “Oh! By the way… um, I’ve got some extra points to give out. Five million points for Gryffindor!” at the end. What’s that about? I’d be pissed off.


I’d choose you.
In a hundred lifetimes.
In a hundred worlds.
In any version of reality.
I’d find you and I’d choose you.