Draco Malfoy: Maybe I did hex that Bell girl. Maybe I didn't. What's it to you?
Severus Snape: I swore to protect you. I made the Unbreakable Vow.
Draco Malfoy: I don't need protection. I was chosen for this. Out of all others. Me. And I won't fail him.
Severus Snape: You're afraid, Draco. You attempt to conceal it, but it's obvious. Let me assist you.
Draco Malfoy: No! I was chosen. This is my moment.
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 Weasley: You'll pay for that one, Malfoy. Eat slugs!
Hermione Granger: You okay, Ron? Say something.
(Ron throws up slugs, Colin takes a photo)
Colin Creevey: Wow! Can you turn him around, Harry?
Draco Malfoy: This is Crabbe, and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. (Ron snickers) Think my name's funny, do you? I've no need to ask yours. Red hair and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley. We'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. (Draco extends a hand towards Harry, Harry doesn't shake it)
Harry Potter: I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks.