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Draco Malfoy: [
picks up Neville's Rememberall] Did you see his face? Maybe if that fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd have remembered to fall on his fat arse.
Draco Malfoy: Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask you yours. Red hair... and a hand-me-down robe... you must be a Weasley.
Draco Malfoy: So it's true then, what they were saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts.
Professor McGonagall: Nothing, I repeat, nothing... gives a student the right to walk about the school at night. Therefore, as punishment for your actions, 50 points will be taken.
Harry: 50?
[
Ron and Hermione also looking shocked, Draco smirking]
Professor McGonagall: Each.
[
Harry's mouth drops open]
Professor McGonagall: And to ensure it doesn't happen again... all four of you will receive detention.
Draco Malfoy: [
smirk suddenly fades and steps up] Excuse me, professor, perhaps I heard you wrong. I thought you said the four of us.
Professor McGonagall: No, you heard me correctly, Mr. Malfoy. You see, honorable as your intentions were, you too were out of bed after hours... You will join your classmates in detention.
[
Hagrid's sad about Norbert being taken away]
Caretaker Argus Filch: For God's sake, pull yourself together man. You're going into the Forest after all. Got to have your wits about ya...
Draco Malfoy: The Forest? I thought that was a joke. We can't go in there. Students aren't allowed. And there are...
[
a howling noise is heard]
Draco Malfoy: ...werewolves.
Caretaker Argus Filch: Oh, there's more than werewolves in those trees, you can be sure of that. Nighty night.
[
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.
Draco Malfoy: You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there.
[
he holds out his hand, which Harry doesn't take]
Harry: I think I can choose the wrong sort for myself, thanks.
[
Harry trying to get Neville's Rememberall]
Harry: Give it here, Malfoy or I'll knock you off your broom!
Draco Malfoy: Is that so?
Harry: [
Harry makes a grab for Malfoy but Malfoy moves]
Draco Malfoy: Have it your way then.
[
Malfoy throws the Rememberall]
Draco Malfoy: Wait till my father hears about this! This is servant's stuff!
Harry: If I didn't know any better, Draco, I'd say you were scared.
Draco Malfoy: I'm not scared, Potter!
[
howling noise]
Draco Malfoy: Did you hear that?
Harry: [
calls the dog] Come on, Fang!
Draco Malfoy: [
to Harry, disguised as Goyle] Why are you wearing glasses?
Goyle: Oh, uh... reading.
Draco Malfoy: Reading? I didn't know you could read.
Oliver Wood: I don't believe it! Where do you think you're going, Flint?
Marcus Flint: Qudditch practice!
Oliver Wood: But I booked the pitch for Gryffindor today.
Marcus Flint: Easy, Wood. I've got a note.
Oliver Wood: "I, Professor Severus Snape do hereby give the Slytherin team permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new Seeker." You've got a new seeker? Who?
[
Malfoy steps out from behind the crowd]
Harry Potter: Malfoy?
Draco Malfoy: Thats right. And that's not all that's new this year.
[
Shows everyone the new brooms]
Ron: Those are Nimbus Two-Thousand and Ones! How'd you get those?
Marcus Flint: A gift from Draco's father.
Draco Malfoy: You see, Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best.
Hermione Granger: At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent.
Draco Malfoy: No one asked your opinion you filthy little Mudblood!
Ron: You'll pay for that one Malfoy! Eat slugs!
[
Ron 's jinx backfires, hitting him in his chest and knocking him several feet backwards. The Gryffindor team and Hermione run to his side]
Hermione Granger: Are you ok Ron? Say something!
[
Ron opens his mouth and coughs up a huge slug as Colin Creevey begins snapping away with his camera]
Colin Creevey: Wow! Can you turn him around Harry?
Harry Potter: No Colin! Get out of the way!
Draco Malfoy: "Enemies of the Heir Beware"? You'll be next, mudbloods.
Draco Malfoy: My father did say this; it's been fifty years since the chamber has been opened. He wouldn't tell me who opened it, only that they were expelled. The last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened, a mudblood died. So it's only a matter of time before one of them is killed this time. As for me, I hope its Granger.
Draco Malfoy: Training for the ballet, Potter?
Draco Malfoy: Scared, Potter?
Harry: You wish.
Draco Malfoy: Father always said that Dumbledore was the worst thing that ever happened to this place.
Harry: [
disguised as Goyle] You're wrong!
Draco Malfoy: What? You think there is someone here who's worse than Dumbledore? Well? Do you?
Harry: [
disguised as Goyle] ... Harry Potter?
Draco Malfoy: Good one, Goyle. You're absolutely right.
Professor Lupin: Now repeat after me - without wands please - repeat after me, Riddikulus.
Class: Riddikulus!
Professor Lupin: Very good. A little louder please, and very clearly. Rid-di-kulus.
Class: Riddikulus!
Malfoy: [
under his breath] This class is ridiculous.
Malfoy: Ah, come to see the show?
Hermione: [
shouts] You! You foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach!
[
Hermione raises her wand at Malfoy. He backs against the wall, whimpering]
Ron: Hermione, no! He's not worth it.
[
Hermione lowers her wand and turns away. Malfoy starts laughing, she spins around and socks him in the nose]
Vincent Crabbe: Malfoy! Are you okay? Come on, let's go!
Malfoy: [
running away] Quick! Not a word to anyone! Understood?
Hermione: That felt good.
Ron: Not good, brilliant!
[
after being "attacked" by Buckbeak the hippogriff]
Malfoy: You're going to regret this.
Hagrid: Class dismissed.
Malfoy: You and your bloody chicken.
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?
Pansy Parkinson: [
looking at Malfoy's arm in a sling] Does it hurt terribly, Draco?
Malfoy: It comes and it goes. Still, I consider myself luckily. If it wasn't for Madame Pomfrey, another minute or two and I could have lost my arm; couldn't possibly do any homework for weeks.
Malfoy: Potter! Is it true you fainted? I mean, you actually fainted?
Ron: Shove off, Malfoy.
Harry: How did he find out?
Hermione: Just forget it.
Malfoy: Why so tense, Potter? My father and I have a bet, you see. See, I don't think you're going to last ten minutes in this tournament. He disagrees. He thinks you won't last five!
Harry: I don't give a damn what your father thinks, Malfoy! He's vile and cruel, and you're just pathetic!
Malfoy: [
after Moody humilates him by turning him into a ferret and bouncing him up and down] My father will hear about this!
Professor Moody: Is that a threat?
[
He steps forward, and Malfoy runs around the tree, Moody following]
Professor Moody: Is that a threat? Is that a threat?
[
Malfoy flees]
Professor McGonagall: Professor Moody! Professor!
Professor Moody: [
yelling after him ] I could tell you stories about your father that would curl even your greasy hair, boy!
Professor McGonagall: Alastor!
Professor Moody: It doesn't end here!
Professor McGonagall: Alastor, we never use transfiguration as a punishment. Surely Dumbledore told you that?
Professor Moody: He might have mentioned it.
Professor McGonagall: Well then. Do well to remember it!
[
She stalks off, and Moody makes a face at her retreating back]
Argus Filch: [
Holding Malfoy] Professor Slughorn, sir. I've just discovered this boy learking in an upstairs corridor. He claims to be invited to your party.
Draco Malfoy: Ok! Ok! I was gate crashing. Happy?
Draco Malfoy: I'm surprised the Ministry's still letting you walk around free, Potter. You better enjoy it while you can. I expect there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it.