quote by J. K. Rowling

Longbottom, if brains were gold, you'd be poorer than Weasley, and that's saying something.

— J. K. Rowling

Gorgeous Draco Malfoy quotations

Honestly, if you were any slower, you’d be going backward.

You'd better hurry up, they'll be waiting for 'the Chosen Captain' — 'The Boy Who Scored'— whatever they call you these days.

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.

Montague's just been found in a toilet, Sir.


When the Dark Lord takes over, is he going to care how many O.

W.L.s or N.E.W.T.s anyone’s got? Of course he isn’t. . . . It’ll be all about the kind of service he received, the level of devotion he was shown.

Enemies of the Heir, beware! You'll be next, Mudbloods!

You don't know what I'm capable of, you don't know what I've done!

Twitchy little ferret, aren't you, Malfoy?

You will also find that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.


But I got this far, didn’t I?” he said slowly.

“They thought I’d die in the attempt, but I’m here . . . and you’re in my power. . . . I’m the one with the wand. . . . you’re at my mercy. . .

I was supposed to be waiting up here when you got back, only your Phoenix lot got in the way...” “Yes, they do that,” said Dumbledore.

Well, I can certainly see why we're trying to keep them alive.

Who wouldn't want pets that can burn, sting, and bite all at once?

You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments.” “Yeah,” said Harry, “but you, unlike me, are a git.

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


I bet you’re not dangerous at all, are you? Are you, you great ugly brute?

Draco Malfoy is a bad boy!" squeaked Dobby angrily.

OH NO YOU DON’T, LADDIE!” Harry spun around.

Professor Moody was limping down the marble staircase. His wand was out and it was pointing right at a pure white ferret, which was shivering on the stone-flagged floor, exactly where Malfoy had been standing.

Scared?" Malfoy muttered, so that Lockhart couldn't hear him.

"You wish." said Harry out of the corner of his mouth.

You’ll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don’t want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there.” He held out his hand to shake Harry’s, but Harry didn’t take it. “I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks,” he said coolly.