What the hell was I thinking jumping in front of Weasley?
You know why I did it, don’t you Potter?
Because of you. Because I wanted you to see I wasn’t the selfish little git you think I am. Because maybe you’d realize that me torturing you wasn’t because I hated you but because....
Oh never mind. You probably don’t care anyway, do you Potter?
I’m sitting here on my deathbed while you three are laughing it up. Am I right?
Jerks. If I had it to do all over again, I wouldn’t. And you can tell Weasley that too.