"Oh fuck off, Pans. I’ve only been reliving every memory of the Dark Lord invading my home and my body, every memory of Granger since the moment I met her, and every memory of my dead father, for the past two fucking days. If I were a lesser man I might’ve Avada’d myself the moment I woke up. As it is though, I’ve got a witch to see and likely to beg– and I loathe begging– forgiveness from."