You must play Quidditch. I know a Keeper when I see one.
I want you more than Snape wanted to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts.
You're the only thing I need in my Room of Requirement.
Baby, you don't need defense against my dark arts.
To me amortentia smells just like you.
My love for you burns like a dying phoenix.
You can have the portkey to my heart.
Harry Potter may be the Boy Who Lived, but you're my Chosen One.
I need to learn Occlumency, because I can't get you out of my thoughts.
If you were a Dementor, I'd become a criminal just to get your kiss.