Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (Harry Potter, #7)

by J.K. Rowling

Shivering violently, he staggered to his feet. There before him stood Ron, fully dressed but drenched to the skin, his hair plastered to his face, the sword of Gryffindor in one hand and the Horcrux dangling from its broken chain in the other.

Wtf

‘Imagine losing fingernails, Harry! That really puts our sufferings into perspective, doesn’t it?’

LMAO

‘Sorry, I just think it’s a bit spookier if it’s midnight!’ said Ron.

You can't even say Volde- OKAY FINE

‘“And then Death asked the third and youngest brother what he would like. The youngest brother was the humblest and also the wisest of the brothers, and he did not trust Death. So he asked for something that would enable him to go forth from that place without being followed by Death. And Death, most unwillingly, handed over his own Cloak of Invisibility.”’ ‘Death’s got an Invisibility Cloak?’ Harry interrupted again.

Nahhh he got the OGs on???? Didnt know he fly like that

‘So he can sneak up on people,’ said Ron. ‘Sometimes he gets bored of running at them, flapping his arms and shrieking … sorry, Hermione.’

Sybau

We are talking about a cloak that really and truly renders the wearer completely invisible, and endures eternally, giving constant and impenetrable concealment, no matter what spells are cast at it. How many cloaks have you ever seen like that, Miss Granger?’ Hermione opened her mouth to answer, then closed it again, looking more confused than ever. She, Harry and Ron glanced at one another, and Harry knew that they were all thinking the same thing.

Uhhhhhhh..

There was a pause. Finally Hermione asked stiffly, ‘Mr Lovegood, does the Peverell family have anything to do with the Deathly Hallows?’ Xenophilius looked taken aback as something shifted in Harry’s memory, but he could not locate it. Peverell … he had heard that name before …

The plot doth thicken

and he cried aloud, ‘Marvolo Gaunt!’ ‘Sorry?’ said Ron and Hermione together. ‘Marvolo Gaunt! You-Know-Who’s grandfather! In the Pensieve! With Dumbledore! Marvolo Gaunt said he was descended from the Peverells!’

Woahhhhhh

If only there was a way of getting a better wand … And desire for the Elder Wand, the Deathstick, unbeatable, invincible, swallowed him once more …

Harry man, its not about the size of the wood, its the skill of the wizard

But not until March did luck favour Ron at last.

Sheeesh its march now??

It is with great regret that we inform our listeners of the murders of Ted Tonks and Dirk Cresswell.’

Nooo

‘Well, who wouldn’t want a nice little holiday after all the hard work he’s been putting in?’ asked Fred. ‘Point is, people, don’t get lulled into a false sense of security, thinking he’s out of the country. Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t, but the fact remains he can move faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo when he wants to, so don’t count on him being a long way away if you’re

Damnnn my boy severus getting dragged into it

‘He’s abroad! He’s still looking for the wand, I knew it!’ ‘Harry –’ ‘Come on, Hermione, why are you so determined not to admit it? Vol—’ ‘HARRY, NO!’ ‘—demort’s after the Elder Wand!’ ‘The name’s Taboo!’ Ron bellowed, leaping to his feet as a loud crack sounded outside the tent. ‘I told you, Harry, I told you, we can’t say it any more – we’ve got to put the protection back around us – quickly – it’s how they find –’ But Ron stopped talking, and Harry knew why. The Sneakoscope on the table had lit up and begun to spin; they could hear voices coming nearer and nearer: rough, excited voices. Ron pulled the Deluminator out of his pocket and clicked it: their lamps went out.

Ffs harry

I saw her picture in the Prophet! Look, Draco, isn’t it the Granger girl?’ ‘I … maybe … yeah.’ ‘But then, that’s the Weasley boy!’ shouted Lucius, striding round the bound prisoners to face Ron. ‘It’s them, Potter’s friends – Draco look at him, isn’t it Arthur Weasley’s son, what’s his name –?’ ‘Yeah,’ said Draco again, his back to the prisoners. ‘It could be.’

Interesting malfoy..

‘What is this? What’s happened, Cissy?’ Bellatrix Lestrange walked slowly around the prisoners,

Farrrrrrrrke

‘I’m going to ask you again! Where did you get this sword? Where?’ ‘We found it – we found it – PLEASE!’ Hermione screamed again; Ron struggled harder than ever and the rusty nail slipped on to Harry’s wrist. ‘Ron, please stay still!’ Luna whispered. ‘I can’t see what I’m doing –’

Hold on a single minute.. THE PATRONUS WAS SNAPE???

‘You must not hurt Harry Potter,’ he squeaked.

LFG DOBBEHH

The elf swayed slightly, stars reflected in his wide, shining eyes. Together, he and Harry looked down at the silver hilt of the knife protruding from the elf’s heaving chest. ‘Dobby – no – HELP!’ Harry bellowed towards the cottage,

Farkkkkkkk Bellatrix just catching bodies huh

Dobby would never be able to tell them who had sent him to the cellar, but Harry knew what he had seen. A piercing blue eye had looked out of the mirror fragment, and then help had come. Help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.

Oh yah, its all coming together

Harry looked up at it, and all of a sudden a knife-sharp memory came to him: standing on this very spot on the day that he had turned eleven, the most wonderful birthday of his life, and Hagrid standing beside him saying, ‘Like I said, yeh’d be mad ter try an’ rob it.’

Full circle moment Harry my boy

but Griphook was gone. Sliding from Harry’s shoulders the moment he could, he had sprinted for cover amongst the surrounding goblins, brandishing the sword and crying, ‘Thieves! Thieves! Help! Thieves!’ He vanished into the midst of the advancing crowd, all of whom were holding daggers and who accepted him without question.

Dan thy got double-crossed first

boy know that he had hidden the ring in the Gaunt shack? No one had ever known him to be related to the Gaunts, he had hidden the connection, the killings had never been traced to him: the ring, surely, was safe.

Uhhhhh

And how could the boy, or anybody else, know about the cave or penetrate its protection? The idea of the locket being stolen was absurd … As

Uhhhh mr vdemort sir..

‘well, you can see their thinking. It had worked really well, kidnapping kids to force their relatives to behave, I s’pose it was only a matter of time before they did it the other way round. Thing was,’ he faced them, and Harry was astonished to see that he was grinning, ‘they bit off a bit more than they could chew with Gran. Little old witch living alone, they probably thought they didn’t need to send anyone particularly powerful. Anyway,’ Neville laughed, ‘Dawlish is still in St Mungo’s and Gran’s on the run.

W gran fr

‘No – no – no!’ someone was shouting. ‘No! Fred! No!’ And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred’s eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.

FARKKKKK