One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love - any love - reveals us in our nakedness, our misery, our vulnerability, our nothingness. ↗
Walking around nude in front of humans was not a good way to keep a low profile with the community. It was an excellent way to make new friends, though. ↗
[about his dress robes...]
I’m never wearing them," Ron was saying stubbornly. "Never."
"Fine," snapped Mrs. Weasley. "Go naked. And, Harry, make sure you get a picture of him. Goodness knows I could do with a laugh. ↗