Fred Weasley Quotes

Longbottom, if brains were gold, you'd be poorer than Weasley, and that's saying something.

Now, you two – this year, you behave yourselves.

If I get one more owl telling me you've – you've blown up a toilet or –" "Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet." "Great idea though, thanks, Mum.

The thing about growing up with Fred and George," said Ginny thoughtfully, "is that you sort of start thinking anything's possible if you've got enough nerve.

Harry witnessed Professor McGonagall walking right past Peeves who was determinedly loosening a crystal chandelier and could have sworn he heard her tell the poltergeist out of the corner of her mouth 'It unscrews the other way.

What are Fred and I? Next door neighbors?

I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing.

.. maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower, Harry.

Oh, shut up Weatherby.

Everybody finished the song at different times.

At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.

Where's the fun without a bit of risk?

And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.

And Hermione was struggling to her feet in the wreckage, and three red-headed men were grouped on the ground where the wall had blasted apart. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand as they staggered and stumbled over stone and wood. 'No - no - no!' someone was shouting. 'No! Fred! No!' And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.

We'll send you a Hogwarts toilet seat!

Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother?

What are we doing here? Has something gone wrong?” “Oh no, Ron,” came Fred’s voice, very sarcastically. “No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up.

You haven't got a letter on yours," George observed.

"I suppose she thinks you don't forget your name. But we're not stupid-we know we're called Gred and Forge.

George,” said Fred, “I think we’ve outgrown full-time education.

” “Yeah, I’ve been feeling that way myself,” said George lightly.

Fred and George turned to each other and said together, “Wow — we’re identical!

Oh, get out of the way, Percy,” said Fred.

“Harry’s in a hurry.” “Yeah, he’s off to the Chamber of Secrets for a cup of tea with his fanged servant,” said George, chortling.

One more lesson like that and I might just do a Weasley.

What do we want to be prefects for?” said George, looking revolted at the very idea. “It’d take all the fun out of life.

Blimey,” said the other twin. “Are you — ?” “He is,” said the first twin. “Aren’t you?” he added to Harry. “What?” said Harry. “Harry Potter,” chorused the twins. “Oh, him,” said Harry. “I mean, yes, I am.

Holey? You have the the whole world of ear-related humor before you, you go for holey?

Hey, look — Harry’s got a Weasley sweater, too!” Fred and George were wearing blue sweaters, one with a large yellow F on it, the other a G. “Harry’s is better than ours, though,” said Fred, holding up Harry’s sweater. “She obviously makes more of an effort if you’re not family.

Don't, Ginny, we'll send you loads of owls.

We'll send you a Hogwarts toilet seat. George! Only joking, Mum.

So top grade's O for 'Outstanding,'" Hermione was saying, "and then there's A-" "No, E," George corrected her, "E for 'Exceeds Expectations.' And I've always thought Fred and I should've got E in everything, because we exceeded expectations just by turning up for the exams.

Fred and George turned to each other and said together, "Wow, we're identical!" "I dunno though, I think I'm still better looking," said Fred, examining his reflection in the kettle.

Anyone can speak Troll. All you have to do is point and grunt.

Time is Galleons, little brother.

The world had ended, so why had the battle not ceased, the castle fallen silent in horror, and every combatant laid down their arms?

I believe your friends Misters Fred and George Weasley were responsible for trying to send you a toilet seat. No doubt they thought it would amuse you.

How do you feel, Georgie?" whispered Mrs.

Weasley. George's fingers groped for the side of his head. "Saintlike," he murmured. "What's wrong with him?" croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?" "Saintlike," repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. "You see...I'm HOLEY, Fred, geddit?

We let off a Dungbomb in the corridor and it upset him for some reason—" "So he hauled us off to his office and started threatening us with the usual—" "—detention—" "—disembowelment—

Yeah, size is no guarantee of power,” said George.

“Look at Ginny.” “What d’you mean?” said Harry. “You’ve never been on the receiving end of one of her Bat-Bogey Hexes, have you?

I was a fool!" Percy roared, so loudly that Lupin nearly dropped his photograph.

"I was an idiot, I was a pompous prat, I was a - a -" "Ministry-loving, family-disowning, power-hungry moron," said Fred. Percy swallowed. "Yes, I was!" "Well, you can't say fairer than that," said Fred, holding out his hand to Percy.