Character: George Weasley

“It’s better to go for it,” Fred said firmly.

“George wants to invite him to the ball,” Fred noted with his characteristic humor.

- You know, George, I always thought that our future will not be associated with the world of academic achievement.
Fred, I feel the same way.

- Come on, Ginny, we will cover you owls, - comforted her one of the twins.
We'll send you a toilet from the school toilet - promised second.

- A genius like Dumbledore, you cannot cheat by using a stupid trick like potions aging.
That's its charm.
- Just because it's stupid.

- Malfoy has just fined us all points fifty - fiercely said Harry, watching in griffindore of hours POPs up another handful of stones.
Yeah, Montagu and at recess were trying to do to us the same, ' said George.
- What do you mean "tried"? - immediately asked Ron.
And he finished, explained Fred. - The fact that we stuck him headfirst into the vanishing Cabinet on the first floor.

Jordan handed Harry the egg, surrounded by a thin groove, Harry opened the nails: the egg was hollow and completely empty. The room immediately cut through the eerie, high-pitched whine. Harry remembered - and played the musical saw orchestra the ghosts on the anniversary of Nearly headless nick.
- Shut it! - stopped my ears Fred. Harry slammed.
- What is it? - looked at the egg Seamus Finnigan. - Like a witch-Banshee. Maybe you one of them have to fight?
Like someone being tortured! - stammered Neville turned pale, threw on the floor sausage. - Probably, to you will apply the curse Cruciatus!
Nonsense, Neville. It's illegal, said George They would not dare to use Cruciatus on the Champions. This sound, I swear, exactly like Percy singing! Harry, not with him if you have to fight? Imagine, what a scene! Percy sings in the shower, and Harry suffers his roulades!

- Mad-Eye Moody? - said George, spreading his toast with jam. - Isn't that crazy...
- Your dad has a very high opinion of mad-Eye Moody, severely interrupted Mrs. Weasley.
- Yeah, and dad kollekcionirovat plugs - a low voice, muttered Fred, when Mrs. Weasley left the room. - Birds of a feather...

When we were studying in the first year, Harry, we were still very green, carefree and innocent...
Harry chuckled.
- At least more innocent than now.

- This year you need to behave. If I ever get an owl with news that you did something wrong - blew up a toilet or...
- Blew up a toilet? I was amazed one. - We never blew up the toilets.
- And maybe try? - hemmed second. Great idea, thanks, mom.

- Why are you not wearing your sweater, Ron? - protested George, come on, Come on, they're not only beautiful, so still and very warm.
I hate Burgundy color, ' groaned Ron, putting on a sweater.
- And on your any letters - chuckled George, looking at his younger brother. - I suppose she thinks you won't forget your name. And we, too, are not fools - we know that we are called dred and forge.

Okay, Ron, I jump off the astronomy tower - at the pancake will look like.
And will look better than usual.

Fred and George turned to each other and simultaneously said:
Wow, what we are the same!
- I don't know, ' said Fred, examining his reflection in the pot, I think I'm still prettier.

- 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...