[about Malfoy] Ron: Listen to the idiot! He's really laying it on thick, isn't he? Harry: At least Hagrid didn't get fired. Hermione: Yeah, but I hear Draco's father's furious. We haven't heard the end of this.
Marv: [Harry and Marv arrive at the Mcallister house at 9:00PM] So how do you want to get in? Harry: We'll go thru the back. Maybe the kid will let us in, you never know. Marv: Yeah. He's a kid. Kids are stupid.
[Professor McGonagall demonstrates a waltz with Ron as her partner] Professor McGonagall: One-two-three, one-two-three... Harry: [aside] You're never gonna let him forget this, are you? Fred, George: [shaking their heads] Never.
Harry: I didn't put my name in that cup! I don't want eternal glory, I just wanna be... look, I don't know what happened tonight and I don't know why. It just did.
[Harry persuades Slughorn to hand over his true memory] Horace Slughorn: Please don't think badly of me when you see it. You have no idea what he was like... even back then.
[looking at a recently-hatched dragon] Hagrid: Isn't he beautiful? Oh, bless him! Look! He knows his mummy! Hallo, Norbert! Harry: Norbert? Hagrid: Yeah, well, he's gotta have a name, don't he?
Dimpled Woman on Train: Anything from the trolly, dears? Ron: [Holding up his sandwiches] No thanks, i'm all set. Harry: [Taking some coins out of his pocket] We'll take the lot! Ron: Whoa!
Harry: You! No, it can't be. Snape, he - he was the... Professor Quirrel: Yes, he does seem the type, doesn't he? Why, next to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?
Harry: Is she a looker? Perry: She opens the door, and she got nothing on but the radio. Yeah, invites me to sit down, sits on my lap, fires up a spliff. Harry: Geez. Really? Perry: No. Idiot.
Harry Hart: [Harry to thugs in the bar] Are we going to stand around here all day, or are we going to fight? Gary 'Eggsy' Unwin: [Eggsy to thugs in the bar] Are we going to stand around here all day, or are we going to fight?
Marion: I love you, Harry. You make me feel like a person. Like I'm me... and I'm beautiful. Harry Goldfarb: You are beautiful. You're the most beautiful girl in the world. You are my dream.
Jake Hoyt: That's street justice. Alonzo Harris: What's wrong with street justice? Jake Hoyt: Oh, what, so just let the animals wipe themselves out, right? Alonzo Harris: God willing. Fuck 'em, and everybody that looks like 'em.
Marie: All I'm saying is that somewhere out there is the man you are supposed to marry. And if you don't get him first, somebody else will, and you'll have to spend the rest of your life knowing that somebody else is married to your husband
I was the class innuendist.
The first myth of management is that it exists. The second myth of management is that success equals skill.
One shouldn't know the future.
An intense cold swept over them all. Harry felt his own breath catch in his chest. The cold went deeper than his skin. It was inside his chest, it was inside his very heart. . . . Harry’s eyes rolled up into his head. He couldn’t see. He was drow...
Hermione, if Harry’s seen a Grim, that’s — that’s bad,” he said. “My — my uncle Bilius saw one and — and he died twenty-four hours later!” “Coincidence,” said Hermione airily, pouring herself some pumpkin juice. “You don’t k...
And then he heard Mad-Eye Moody’s voice, echoing in some distant chamber of his empty brain: Harry bent his knees obediently, preparing to spring. Why, though? Another voice had awoken in the back of his brain. Stupid thing to do, really, said the ...
Harry lost any sense of where they were: Streetlights above him, yells around him, he was clinging to the sidecar for dear life. Hedwig’s cage, the Firebolt, and his rucksack slipped from beneath his knees — “No — HEDWIG!” The broomstick sp...
Albus Dumbledore had gotten to his feet. He was beaming at the students, his arms opened wide, as if nothing could have pleased him more than to see them all there. "Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, ...
