I can be upset about two things at once. I'm a bloke with many layers, it's not my fault you've always been too sensible to peel them all off.
Harry's missus has already been around to prod him into actually staying awake, and she's unaffected, so if we two go down and Prongs takes a turn, it won't be only Harry left to man the battlements. [...] I wasn't sold on her, before. But in the vision, she was there, too. Fighting. Couldn't have been much older than fourteen.
Father Time, then.
I was with Lily, Remus. I talked to her. Argued with her. She said she could get on my motorbike with me, but I had to be the one to fly it.