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.
It was always difficult being Harry Potter and it isn’t much easier now that he is an overworked employee of the Ministry of Magic, a husband and father of three school-age children. While Harry grapples with a past that refuses to stay where it belongs, his youngest son Albus must struggle with the weight of a family legacy he never wanted. As past and present fuse ominously, both father and son learn the uncomfortable truth: sometimes, darkness comes from unexpected places. (Wikia) │ Written by J. K. Rowling, Jack Thorne and John Tiffany