Ron: [about Hermione] Why do you think she won't tell us who she's going to the ball with? Harry: 'Cause she knows we'd take the mickey out of her if she did.
Professor Minerva McGonagall: [to Harry, Ron, & Hermione] Why is it, when something happens, it is always you three? Ron Weasley: Believe me, Professor. I've been asking myself the same question for six years.
Horace Slughorn: What about you, Miss Granger? What do your parents do in the muggle world? Hermione Granger: Ah, my parents are dentists. Horace Slughorn: And is that considered a dangerous profession?
[Hagrid tells Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco to split into pairs and search the Dark Forest] Draco Malfoy: Okay. Then I get Fang! Hagrid: Fine. Just so you know, he's a bloody coward.
[after Harry almost dies in the First Task] Ron: I reckon you'd have to be barking mad to put your own name in the Goblet of Fire. Harry: [coldly] Caught on, have you? Took you long enough. Ron: I wasn't the only one who thought you'd done it. Everyo...
Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet.
Well, wouldn't it have been easier if she'd just asked me whether I liked her better than you?" "Girls don't often ask questions like that," said Hermione. "Well, they should!" said Harry forcefully.
[Tonks and Ron arrive at the Burrow] Nymphadora Tonks: Deserves that. Brilliant, he was. Wouldn't be standing here without him. Hermione Granger: Really? Ron Weasley: Always the tone of surprise.
Harry: Egypt, huh? What's it like? Ron: Brilliant! Loads of cool stuff. Mummies, tombs. Even Scabbers enjoyed himself. Hermione: You know, the Egyptians used to worship cats. Ron: Yeah, along with the dung beetle.
[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.
[referring to Professor Moody] Ron: Brilliant, isn't he? Completely demented, of course. Terrifying to be in the same room with him. But he's really been there, you know? He's looked evil in the eye! Hermione: [darkly] There's a reason those curses a...
Hermione: Now if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed - or worse, expelled. Ron: She needs to sort out her priorities!
[in the Devil's Snare] Hermione: Stop moving, both of you. This is devil's snare! You have to relax. If you don't, it'll only kill you faster! Ron: Kill us faster? Oh, now I can relax!
Not at all up to your usual standard, Hermione. Only one out of three, I’m afraid. I have not been helping Sirius get into the castle and I certainly don’t want Harry dead. But I won’t deny that I am a werewolf.
Ooh, you look much tastier than Crabbe and Goyle, Harry" said Hermione, before catching sight of Ron's raised eyebrows, blushing slightly and saying "oh you know what I mean - Goyle's Potion looked like bogies.
Am I about to discover where you, Ron, and Hermione disappeared to while you were supposed to be in the back room of Fred and George's shop?' 'How did you...?' 'Harry, please. You're talking to the man who raised Fred and George.
Harry - you're a great wizard, you know." "I'm not as good as you," said Harry, very embarrassed, as she let go of him. "Me!" said Hermione. "Books! And cleverness! There are more important things - friendship and bravery and - oh Harry - be careful!
I knew it! ” “Are we allowed to speak yet?” said Ron grumpily. Hermione ignored him. “Nicolas Flamel,” she whispered dramatically, “is the !” This didn’t have quite the effect she’d expected. “The what?” said Harry and Ron. “O...
Harry Potter to me is a bore. His talent arrives as a gift; he's chosen. Who can identify with that? But Hermione - she's working harder than anyone, she's half outsider, right? Half Muggle. She shouldn't be there at all. It's so unfair that Harry's ...
[Harry, Ron and Hermione infiltrate the Ministry of Magic disguised as Ministry employees] Yaxley: Cattermole! It's still raining inside my office! Ron Weasley: [trying to disguise his voice] Uh... have you tried an umbrella?
Malfoy: [outside the shrieking shack to Ron and Hermione] Well, well. Look who's here - you two shopping for your new dream home? Bit grand for you, isn't it, Weasel-Bee? Don't your family all sleep in... one room?
