Harry Potter: No. Absolutely not.
Hermione Granger: I told you he'd take it well.
Harry Potter: No, if you think I'm gonna let everyone risk their lives for me, I...
Ron Weasley: Never done that before, have we?
Harry Potter: No. No. This is different. I mean, taking that, becoming me. No.
Fred Weasley: Well, none of us really fancy it, mate.
George Weasley: Imagine if something went wrong, and we ended up a scrawny, specky git forever.
Ron Weasley: What do you suppose Dean sees in her? Ginny?
Harry Potter: Well, what does she see in him?
Ron Weasley: Dean? He's brilliant.
Harry Potter: You called him a slick git not five hours ago.
Ron Weasley: Yeah, well, he was running his hands all over my sister, wasn't he? Something snaps, and you've gotta hate him, you know? On principle.
Harry Potter: I suppose.
Ron Weasley: So, what is it he sees in her?
Harry Potter: I don't know. She's smart, funny. Attractive.
Ron Weasley: Attractive?
Harry Potter: You know, she's got nice skin.
Ron Weasley: Skin? Dean dates my sister because of her skin?
Harry Potter: Well, no, I mean, I'm just saying it could be a contributing factor.
Ron Weasley: Hermione's got nice skin. Wouldn't you say? As skin goes, I mean.
Harry Potter: I've never really thought about it. But, I suppose, yeah. Very nice.
Harry Potter: But this is Hogwarts we're talking about. It's Dumbledore. What could be safer?
Hermione Granger: There's been a lot of talk recently that... Dumbledore's got a bit old.
Harry Potter: Rubbish! Well, he's only... What is he?
Ron Weasley: Hundred and fifty? Give or take a few years.
(They all laugh)
Ron Weasley: You did everything you could. No one could win against that old hag.
Hermione Granger: Even Dumbledore didn't see this coming. Harry, if it's anyone's fault, it's ours.
Ron Weasley: Yeah, we talked you into it.
Harry Potter: Yeah, but I agreed. I tried so hard to help, and all it's done is make things worse. Anyway, that doesn't matter anymore. Because I don't want to play anymore. All it does is make you care too much. And the more you care, the more you have to lose. So maybe it's just better to...
Hermione Granger: To what?
Harry Potter: To go it alone.
Ron Weasley: Well, how was it?
Harry Potter: Wet. I mean, she was sort of crying.
Hermione Granger: I'm sure Harry's kissing was more than satisfactory. Cho spends half her time crying these days.
Ron Weasley: You'd think a bit of snogging would cheer her up.
Hermione Granger: Don't you understand how she must be feeling? Well, obviously she's feeling sad about Cedric... and therefore confused about liking Harry and guilty about kissing him... conflicted because Umbridge is threatening to sack her mum from the Ministry... and frightened of failing her OWLs because she's worrying about everything else.
Ron Weasley: One person couldn't feel all that. They'd explode.
Hermione Granger: Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon...