run along, wormtail.
if the dark lord has forbidden it, you ought not to speak. put it down, bella. we mustn't touch what isn't ours.
as it so happens i'm aware of your situation, narcissa.
your sister doubts me, narcissa. understandable.
over the years i have played my part well. so well i've deceived one of the greatest wizards of all time.
dumbledore is a great wizard. only a fool would question it.
i can't change the dark lord's mind. but it might be possible for me to help draco. to provide some.  protection.
i can try.
take out your wand.
i will.
i will.
i will.
it was his father's.
it's alright, mr. filch. i can vouch for mr. malfoy. draco eyes snape warily again, then begins to slouch off, catches harry looking.
is this it?
i think miss bell is lucky to be alive.
indeed. your evidence?
you.  just.  know. once again you astonish with your gifts, potter, gifts mere mortals could only dream of possessing. how grand it must be to be the chosen one.
what's going on back here? cormac spews raw dragon all over snape's shoes. snape surveys the damage, then his eyes rise darkly.
you've just bought yourself a month's detention, mclaggen.
not so quick, potter.
 can surely survive your absence for another minute or two.
besides, i only wish to convey a message.
from professor dumbledore. he asked that i give you his best and that he hopes you enjoy your holiday. you see, he's traveling and won't return until term resumes.
i'll escort him out.
i swore to protect you. i made the unbreakable vow --
you're afraid, draco. you attempt to conceal it, but it's obvious. let me assist you --
have you ever considered that you ask too much? that you take too much for granted? has it ever crossed your brilliant mind that i don't want to do this anymore?
no.
i gave my word. i made a vow.
avada kedavra! a jet of green light hits dumbledore squarely in the chest. for a second he hangs, suspended upon the ramparts, and then.  the night swallows him.
you can no longer stay here.
go on!
go on!
don't ever associate that word and my name again.
no! he belongs to the dark lord!
you dare use my own spells against me, potter?
you may have gotten your mother's eyes, but you're as dim as your father. yes. it's me. i'm the half-blood prince.