“I was thinking that maybe I should be prepared. Learn to be a better fighter and learn all the things that you can still teach me. But we’re going to have a new code. ‘Nous protégeons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protéger eux-même’”.
(When asked if he would jump out a window during an interview.) “I was thinking about that. Would I die then, even though I don’t feel any pain? I would love to.. (walks to window). I’d love to be over- you know when you look over a cliff? I just feel like I would want to look further. I want to feel like I could just take one more step. It would be an adrenaline rush.”
Mrs Weasley set the potion down on the bedside cabinet, bent down, and put her arms around Harry. He had no memory of ever being hugged like this, as though by a mother. The full weight of everything he had seen that night seemed to fall in upon him as Mrs Weasley held him to her. His mother’s face, his father’s voice, the sight of Cedric, dead on the ground, all started spinning in his head until he could hardly bear it, until he was screwing up his face against the howl of misery fighting to get out of him. - HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE
