You — complete — arse — Ronald — Weasley!”She punctuated every word with a blow: Ron backed away, shielding his head as Hermione advanced.

You’ve sort of made up for it tonight,’ said Harry. ‘Getting the sword. Finishing off the Horcux. Saving my life.’ ‘That makes me sound a lot cooler than I was,’ Ron mumbled.’Stuff like that always...

IF WE DIE FOR THEM, I’LL KILL YOU, HARRY!

İyiyle kötü diye bir sey yoktur, güç vardır sadece, bir de o gücü elde edemeyecek kadar zayıf olanlar…

Don’t let Ron see what’s on those Slytherin’s badges,” she whispered urgently.Harry looked questioningly at her, but she shook her head warningly; Ron had just ambled over to them, looking lost and desparate.”Good luck, Ron,”...

Ooh, you look much tastier than Crabbe and Goyle, Harry” said Hermione, before catching sight of Ron’s raised eyebrows, blushing slightly and saying “oh you know what I mean – Goyle’s Potion looked like bogies.

Ron gave a tiny jerk of the head that Harry understood to mean, Well – if you must.

And from now on, I don’t care if my tea leaves spell die, Ron, die — I’m just chucking them in the bin where they belong.

Türlü türlü cesaret vardır,” dedi. “Düşmanlarımıza karşı koymak yürekister, ama dostlarımıza karşı koymak da yürek ister.

Did you kiss?” asked Hermione briskly.Ron sat up so fast that he sent his ink bottle flying all over the rug. Disregarding this completely he stared avidly at Harry.”Well?” he demanded.Harry looked from Ron’s expression...