because i don't want to play anymore all it does make me care too much
the more you care, the more you have to lose
fine, i get it, i saw you two the other night
if i brought my parents back here now, they probably wouldn't recognise any of it.. not even me
i said i'm fine ron!
you foul, loathsome, evil little cóckroach!
how does it feel harry?
- it feels like this
i don't want your help!
nobody else is gonna die, not for me
it's not the place you left, it's not the same.
- neither am i
he's vile, and cruel, and you're all pathetic!
something's gone wrong, inside me. what if i'm becoming bad?
you are nothing, nothing, nothing
he was their friend, and he betrayed them..
HE WAS THEIR FRIEND!
STOP IT! can't you see it's bothering him? stop it!
next time there's a ball, pluck up the courage and ask me,
before anyone else does it, and not as a last resort!
am i supposed to just let him die? he's the only family i've got left
HELP ME!
oh ginny, please don't be dead. WAKE UP.
if you want to kill harry you have to kill us too!
i couldn't leave him. not there!
just do it!
don't touch her!
FIGHT BACK!
please
you think i don't know how this feels?
- YOU DON'T KNOW HOW THIS FEELS! YOUR PARENTS ARE DEAD! YOU HAVE NO FAMILY
i'll go with you
LOOK AT ME!
what's happening to me..?