Harry, lying in the Hospital Wing yet again: I've had worse.
Severus, trying hard to stay calm: Potter, as you have, in fact, survived all three of the Unforgivable Curses, that platitude is the absolute pinnacle of uselessness.
Harry, actually in a lot of pain and really very tired: Er, what?
Severus: Tell me where it hurts, you idiot boy, so I can make it better!

















