Character: Fred Weasley. Page 1

- If you think I'm going to let six people risk their lives...
- ... Yes, and for the first time, ' said Ron.
It is one thing to portray me...
I think we really fancy it, Harry? - in a serious tone inquired Fred. - Imagine something sicologic and we'll always be skinny bespectacled.

- I was there at the beginning of the train - there was one railroad car for the prefects...
Since when are you a prefect, Percy? - terribly surprised one of the twins. - I do not say we did not know.
- Come on, he seems to be something we said, butted into the conversation the second twin. - Once...
Or two - picked up first.
- Or three, - continued the second.
Or all summer...

... I'm not Fred, I'm George. O woman, how can you be called our mother, if you can't distinguish between his own sons?

For those who have never used the Polyjuice potion, I warn you - it tastes like Goblin piss.
- You don't know, Yes, Moody?

- Percy, you're the village elder, is important explained George. - It is supposed to. Two cars, on car hoods flags waving, and emblazoned "school"!
Serious Lump - decoded Fred.

The more I ask, the more lies you hear.

- How do you feel without an ear?
- As a slug.
- In the world there are many jokes about the wounds, and you chose a slug. You're hopeless.

People, let's not overreact. Well, not He-Who-Not-Call kill with a look, he's not a Basilisk. So upon meeting him I can safely look him in the eye. However, this may be the last that you will see in your life.

- Please, please! - proudly said Fred. We have the best selection of love drinks!
Ginny skeptically curved eyebrow:
- A they operate?
- By itself! Up to twenty-four hours, the validity depends on the weight of the boy...
And the degree of attractiveness of girls, ' finished George.

Without my assistance you can not do that, You need some of my hair.
- Yes, that's the plan scuppered, said George. - Obviously, if you're not gonna help us, we will not have any chance to get you one hair.
- Yeah, thirteen of us against one bloke who's magic-it is not allowed to use what here chances, - I Fred.

The less you ask the less lies you will hear!

- I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Oh, Ron, how wonderful! The elder! Like all in our family!
- And who, interestingly, Fred? Neighbors? - indignantly said George.

... we must not forget that he can move faster than Severus Snape from shampoo.

- How much is it?
- 5 Galleons.
- And for me?
- 5 Galleons.
- I'm your brother!!
- 10 Galleons.