Emma Watson Week, Counting Down to the Premire of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part One

Forty-Seven days from Sunday, October Thrid!

Wasn't she like so cute? I think that's from the second one.
"At least no one on Griffindor had to buy their way in! They got in off pure talent!"
"You are, truly, the most remarkable witch of your age."
"Do you take pride in being an unsufferable know-it-all?"
"What's the point? You know the book by heart, we can always ask you."

"An' they haven't invented a spell are Hermione can't do."
"You just want to keep his autograph!"
"Are you sure that's a real spell? Beacause it's not very good, is it?"
"Second-- to Miss Hermione Granger... for the use of cool logic in the face of fire, I award Griffindor house fifty points."
"I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could have all benn killed... or worse, expelled, now, if you don't mind, I'm going to bed."
"See here everyone! Miss Granger's done it!"












From that moment on, Herminone Granger was their friend. There are some things in life that you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountai troll is one of them.