Fess up, 'Hunger Games' fans: Does anyone care about Peeta or find him attractive? He's the Ron Weasley of the series: he gets points for callow valor and sympathy for his run of bad luck, but he remains a pasty, earnest bore.
Hermione Granger: [the Trio walks through the courtyard] Where is everybody?
[They open the doors to the Great Hall. It is a total wreck, lined with students, teachers, the injured, and the dead. Ron walks in first, followed by Hermione, then Harry, who passes everyone almost as if he is in a daze, unable to comprehend what is going on around him]
Professor
Horace Slughorn: [Applying Dittany to a wound on Filch's arm] Harry...
Professor Pomona Sprout: [Dealing with a student's wound] Oh come on, what's the matter with you?
Padma Patil: [Sitting next to Professor Trelawny and pulling a sheet over a teacher's body] Oh, she's passed.
Professor Sybil Trelawney: There, she's
gone.
Ron Weasley: [the next sight stops Harry dead in his tracks. The Weasley family are gathered around the body of Fred. Ginny and Percy both stand motionless. Bill holds a crying Fleur. Molly's head is buried on her dead son's shoulder. Arthur is trying to comfort George as best he can. George sees Ron and grabs onto him for dear life, sobbing uncontrollably. Ron kneels
over Fred's body and lays his head down on his chest as Molly gently strokes both of their heads] No! No! NO!
[Stunned, Harry glances to his left and sees the body of Remus and Tonks]
Lucius Malfoy: Mr. Potter! Lucius Malfoy. We meet at last. Forgive me, your scar is legend. As, of course, is the wizard who gave it to you.
Harry: Voldemort killed my parents. He was nothing more than a murderer.
Lucius Malfoy: You must be very brave to mention his name. Or very foolish.
Hermione: Fear of a
name only increases fear of the thing itself.
Lucius Malfoy: And you must be Miss Granger. Yes, Draco's told me all about you. And your parents. Muggles, aren't they? Let me see. Red hair... vacant expressions... tatty second hand book... you must be the Weasleys.
Arthur Weasley: Children, it's mad in here. Let's go outside.
Lucius
Malfoy: Well, well, well. Weasley Senior.
Arthur Weasley: Lucius.
Lucius Malfoy: Busy time at the Ministry, Arthur, all those extra raids? I do hope they're paying you overtime. Though judging by the state of this, I'd say not.
[picks up a book out of Ginny's cauldron and discreetly slips Riddle's diary along with it back in the
cauldron without anyone noticing]
Lucius Malfoy: What's the use in being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it?
Arthur Weasley: We have a very different idea about what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy.
Lucius Malfoy: Clearly. Associating with muggles. And I thought your family could sink
no lower.
Lucius Malfoy: [to Arthur as he walks out of Flourish & Blotts] See you at work.
Draco Malfoy: [to Harry as he walks out] See you at school.
[Harry is about go away from the Weasley house]
Ron Weasley: Going somewhere?
Harry Potter: No one else is going to die. Not for me.
Ron Weasley: For you? You think Mad-Eye died for you? You think George took that curse for you? You may be the Chosen One, mate, but this is a whole lot bigger than that.
Professor Minerva McGonagall: Potter, take Weasley with you. He looks far too happy over there.