It's ok, Ron. It's alright. It doesn't matter. What happened to you? He just asked Fleur...

Ginny: [helping a speechless and queasy looking Ron into the common room] It's ok, Ron. It's alright. It doesn't matter. Harry: What happened to you? Ginny: He just asked Fleur Delacour out. Hermione: What? Harry: What did she say? Hermione: No, of course. [Ron shakes his head in pained embarrassment] Hermione: She said yes? Ron: Don't be silly. There she was, just walking by... you know how I like it when they walk... I couldn't help it... it just sort of slipped out! Ginny: Actually, he sort of screamed at her. It was a bit frightening. Harry: What did you do then? Ron: What else? I ran for it!

I'll show you mine if you show me yours. Your arm, Harry. You know what this means, don't you? He's back. Lord Voldemort has returned. I'm sorry, sir. I couldn't help it. Send an owl to Azkaban. I think they'll find they're missing a prisoner. - I'll be welcomed back like a hero. - Perhaps. Personally, I've never had much time for heroes. Today, we acknowledge... ...a really terrible loss.