Katelin Campbell

“How can I have hung round you for five years and not think girls are clever?”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

“Don’t get smart - you two are in a heap of trouble!” snarled Anderson. “Names!”
“Names?” repeated the long-haired driver. “Er — well, let’s see. There’s Wilberforce . . . Bathsheba . . . Elvendork . . .”
“And what’s nice about that one is, you can use it for a boy or a girl,” said the boy in glasses.
“Oh, our names, did you mean?” asked the first, as Anderson spluttered with rage. “You should’ve said! This here is James Potter, and I’m Sirius Black!”
“Things’ll be seriously black for you in a minute, you cheeky little —”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter: The Prequel

“So were you always mad, or did it come on you when you was took?"

Aly smiled. "I'm told it runs in the family.”
― Tamora Pierce, Tricksters

“He smiled at me, turning into the old Sean Evans. The transformation was so sudden, I blinked to make sure I didn’t imagine it. “Because you’re a carebear.”

“What?”

“You’re the type to get out of a perfectly dry car in the middle of a storm in your best dress so you can scoop a wet dog off the road. You help people, Dina. That’s what you do. And the Hiru need help.”

“I’m sensible,” I told him.

“I’ll give you till tonight,” he said. “You won’t even last twenty-four hours. I bet my right arm on it.”
― Ilona Andrews, One Fell Sweep