“Amy, she’s got a memory like an elephant, and a body like a meow.”
“I have a memory like an elephant. In fact, elephants often consult me. ”
“Writers, like elephants, have long, vicious memories. There are things I wish I could forget.”
“You know your mother, Malfoy?” said Harry “That expression she’s got, like she’s got dung under her nose? Has she always looked like that, or was it just because you were with her?”
“She’s too hot, even for you. And since she’s got a book, she probably knows how to read, so she’s smart enough to know to avoid guys like you.”
“What cat? Oh! MY CAT. The cat… that is mine. Oh, she’s... ” I had said it was a she, right? “She’s fine. All meowing and purring and other cat things.”