“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good... or Malfoy is anyway.”

“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”

“Everyone queue up!' Malfoy roared to the crowd. 'Harry Potter's giving out signed photos!”

“Someone's dead," said Malfoy, and his voice seemed to go up an octave as he said it. "One of your people...I don't know who, it was dark...I stepped over the body...I was supposed to be waiting up here when you got back, only your Phoenix lot got in the way.”

“Don't talk to me.""Why not?""Because I want to fix that in my memory for ever. Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret...”

“Training for the ballet, Potter?" yelled Malfoy.”

“Twitchy little ferret, aren't you, Malfoy?”