You fucking bustard!” yelled Draco at Vampire. “I want to shit next to her!

I got out of the bathtub and put on a black low-cut dress with lace all over it sandly. I put on black high heels with pink metal stuff on the ends and six pairs of skull earrings.
I couldn't fucking believe it. Then I looked out the window and screamed . . . Snap was spying on me and he was taking a video tape of me! And Loopin was masticating to it! They were sitting on their broomsticks.

Tact is just lying for adults.

HARRY: "Oh, Draco . . . we can’t. We can’t use it."

Draco looks up at Harry, and for the first time — at the bottom of this dreadful pit — they look at each other as friends.

DRACO: "We have to find them — if it takes centuries, we must find our sons —

You know your mother, Malfoy?” said Harry “That expression she’s got, like she’s got dung under her nose? Has she always looked like that, or was it just because you were with her?

it is exceptionally lonely, being Draco Malfoy.