Melia Hill

“Makes a diff'rence, havin' a decent family,' he said. 'Me dad was decent. An' your mum an' dad were decent. If they'd lived, life woulda bin diff'rent, eh?'

'Yeah, I s'pose,' said Harry cautiously. Hagrid seemed to be in a very strange mood.

'Family,' said Hagrid gloomily. 'Whatever yeh say, blood's important...”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

“I feel like a house-elf," grumbled Ron [general cleaning of Black's house]

"Well, now that you understand what dreadful lives they lead, perhaps you'll be a bit more active in S.P.E.W!"

...

"You know, maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to show people exactly how horrible it is to clean all the time -- we could do a sponsored scrub of Gryffindor common room, all proceeds to S.P.E.W, it would raise awareness as well as funds --"

"I'll sponsor you to shut up about spew," Ron muttered irritably.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

“In the end, it mattered not that you could not close your mind. It was your heart that saved you.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

“You mean the Prophet won’t print it because Fudge won’t let them,” said Hermione irritably.
Rita gave Hermione a long, hard look. Then, leaning forward across the table toward her, she said in a businesslike tone, “All right, Fudge is leaning on the Prophet, but it comes to the same thing. They won’t print a story that shows Harry in a good light. Nobody wants to read it. It’s against the public mood. This last Azkaban breakout has got people quite worried enough. People just don’t want to believe You-Know-Who’s back.”
“So the Daily Prophet exists to tell people what they want to hear, does it?” said Hermione scathingly.
Rita sat up straight again, her eyebrows raised, and drained her glass of firewhisky.
“The Prophet exists to sell itself, you silly girl,” she said coldly.”
― J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix