Harry: [heavy panting] We've been at it for hours. If I could just rest!

Snape: The Dark Lord isn't resting. You and Black, you're two of a kind, sentimental children forever whining about how bitterly unfair your lives have been. Well, it may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair. Your blessed father knew that, in fact he frequently saw to it!

Harry: My father was a great man!

Snape: Your father was a swine. Legilimens!

Harry: Protego!