And as he thought this, the scar on his forehead burned so badly that he clapped his hand to it. “What’s up?” said Hermione, looking alarmed. “Scar,” Harry mumbled. “But it’s nothing … it happens all the time now”. None of the others had noticed a thing.
Lawrence: we all, from the producers to the [production assistants] genuinely know each other and love each other. Hutcherson: yeah, on some sets- Lawrence: well, why do you think i’m so upset that it’s ending? Hutcherson: i was going to say- Lawrence: you’re not acting upset. Hutcherson: i was going to say [picks up chopstick and pretends to stab her]… i was going to say that i don’t expect to ever experience the closeness i feel with these people on any other movie ever. (x)