Perhaps you'll be in Gryffindor where dwell the immature.
Whatever I do, Weasley. I haven't done yet.
You told me I kill my cousin and to me, he's nine, he's the irritating nine year old brat that destroyed a set of my best robes cause they were the colors of some Quidditch team he liked so he ran around the garden in them pretending to be a chaser
I don't know what choices he makes, I...suspect a lot from what Dora says, and I know what choices I made, but tell me Weasley, why are you still threatening me, whats it gonna do?
And if you're insulting The Dark Lord...If you are I suggest you stop because I really am trying not to find you and hex you into next week.