From Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
'Well, look who it is,' said Malfoy in his usual, lazy drawl, pulling open the compartment door. 'Potty and the Weasel.' (PA5)
'I heard your rather finally got his hands on some gold this summer, Weasley,' said Malfoy. 'Did your mother die of shock?' (PA5)
'You fainted, Potter? Is Longbottom telling the truth? You actually fainted!' (PA5)
'Did you faint as well, Weasley?' said Malfoy loudly. 'Did the scary old Dementors frighten you, too, Weasley?' (PA5)
George looked up in time to see Malfoy pretending to faint with terror again. 'That little git,' he said calmly. 'He wasn't so cocky last night when the Dementors were down our end of the train. Came running into our compartment, didn't he, Fred?'
'Nearly wet himself,' said Fred, with a contemptuous glance at Malfoy. (PA6)
'Oh, how silly we've all been!' Malfoy sneered. 'We should have stroked them! Why didn't we guess!'
'I… I thought they were funny,' said Hagrid uncertainly to Hermione.
'Oh, tremendously funny!' said Malfoy. 'Really witty, giving use books that try and rip our hands off!' (PA6)
'God, this place is going to the dogs,' said Malfoy loudly. 'That oaf teaching classes, my father'll have a fit when I tell him –' (PA6)
'This is very easy,' Malfoy drawled, loud enough for Harry to hear him. 'I knew it must have been, if Potter could do it… I bet you're not dangerous at all, are you?' he said to the Hippogriff. 'Are you, you great ugly brute?' (PA6)
'I'm dying!' Malfoy yelled, as the class panicked. 'I'm dying, look at me! It's killed me!' (PA6)
'He's faking it,' said Harry at once. 'Madam Pomfrey can mend anything. She regrew half my bones last year. Trust Malfoy to milk it for all it's worth.' (PA6)
'Sir,' Malfoy called [to Snape], 'sir, I'll need help cutting up these daisy roots, because of my arm –' (PA7)
'Professor,' drawled Malfoy, 'Weasley's mutilating my roots, sir.' (PA7)
'And sir, I'll need this Shrivelfig skinned,' said Malfoy, his voice full of malicious laughter. (PA7)
'I'm afraid he [Hagrid] won't be a teacher much longer,' said Malfoy, in a tone of mock sorrow. 'Father's not very happy about my injury –'
'Keep talking, Malfoy, and I'll give you a real injury,' snarled Ron.
'– he's complained to the school governors. And to the Ministry of Magic. Father's got a lot of influence, you know. And a lasting injury like this –' he gave a huge, fake sigh, 'who knows if my arm'll ever be the same again?'
'So that's why you're putting it on,' said Harry accidentally beheading a dead caterpillar because his hand was shaking in anger. 'To try and get Hagrid sacked.'
'Well,' said Malfoy, lowering his voice to a whisper, 'Partly, Potter. But there are other benefits, too. Weasley, slice my caterpillar for me.' (PA7)
'Of course, if it was me,' he said quietly, 'I'd have done something before now. I wouldn't be staying in school like a good boy, I'd be out there looking for him [Black].'
'What are you talking about, Malfoy?' said Ron roughly.
'Don't you know, Potter?' breathed Malfoy, his pale eyes narrowed.
'Know what?'
Malfoy let out a low, sneering laugh.
'Maybe you'd better not risk your neck,' he said. 'Want to leave it to the Dementors, do you? But if it was me, I'd want revenge. I'd hunt him down myself.' (PA7)
'Staying here, Potter?' shouted Malfoy, who was standing in line with Crabbe and Goyle. 'Scared of passing the Dementors?' (PA8)
Ron: '– and Malfoy'd love to see you blown into about a million pieces, like Pettigrew! Get a grip, Malfoy's just hoping you'll get yourself killed before he has to play you at Quidditch.' (PA11)
'That's why he wouldn't say it was from him [Dumbledore]!' said Ron. 'In case some git like Malfoy said it was favouritism. Hey, Harry –' Ron gave a great whoop of laughter. 'Malfoy! Wait 'til he sees you on this! He'll be sick as a pig!' (PA11)
'Sure you can manage that broom, Potter?' said a cold, drawling voice.
'Draco Malfoy had arrived for a closer look, Crabbe and Goyle right behind him.
'Yeah, reckon so,' said Harry casually.
'Got plenty of special features, hasn't it?' said Malfoy, eyes glittering maliciously. 'Shame it doesn't come with a parachute – in case you get too near a Dementor.'
Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.
'Pity you can't attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy,' said Harry.
'Then it could catch the Snitch for you.' (PA13)
Malfoy was speaking.
'… should have an owl from Father any time now. He had to go to the hearing to tell them about my arm… about how I couldn't use it for three months…'
Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.
'I really wish I could hear that great hairy moron trying to defend himself… "There's no 'arm in 'im, 'onest" –" … that Hippogriff's as good as dead –' (PA14)
'Suppose you'd love to live here, wouldn't you, Weasley? Dreaming about having your own bedroom? I heard your family all sleep in one room – is that true?' (PA14)
'We were just discussing your friend Hagrid,' Malfoy said to Ron. 'Just trying to imagine what he's saying to the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures. D'you think he'll cry when they cut of his Hippogriff's –' (PA14)
Snape: 'Your head is not allowed in Hogsmeade. No part of your body has permission to be in Hogsmeade.'
'I know that,' said Harry, striving to keep his face free of guilt or fear. 'It sounds like Malfoy's having hallucin–' (PA14)
Draco talking about Hagrid: 'Look at him blubber! Have you ever seen anything quite as pathetic?' said Malfoy. 'And he's supposed to be our teacher!'
Harry and Ron both made furious moves toward Malfoy, but Hermione got there first – SMACK!
She had slapped Malfoy across the face with all the strength she could muster. Malfoy staggered. Harry, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle stood flabbergasted as Hermione raised her hand again.
'Hermione!' said Ron weakly, and he tried to grab her hand as she swung it back.
'Get off, Ron!' Hermione pulled out her wand. Malfoy stepped backward. Crabbe and Goyle looked at him for instructions, thoroughly bewildered.
'C'mon,' Malfoy muttered, and in a moment, all three of them had disappeared into the passageway to the dungeons. (PA15)
On Malfoy's Quidditch tactics: 'YOU CHEATING SCUM!' Lee Jordan was howling into the megaphone, dancing out of Professor McGonagall's reach. 'YOU FILTHY, CHEATING B–' (PA15)
'Well, look who it is,' said Malfoy in his usual, lazy drawl, pulling open the compartment door. 'Potty and the Weasel.' (PA5)
'I heard your rather finally got his hands on some gold this summer, Weasley,' said Malfoy. 'Did your mother die of shock?' (PA5)
'You fainted, Potter? Is Longbottom telling the truth? You actually fainted!' (PA5)
'Did you faint as well, Weasley?' said Malfoy loudly. 'Did the scary old Dementors frighten you, too, Weasley?' (PA5)
George looked up in time to see Malfoy pretending to faint with terror again. 'That little git,' he said calmly. 'He wasn't so cocky last night when the Dementors were down our end of the train. Came running into our compartment, didn't he, Fred?'
'Nearly wet himself,' said Fred, with a contemptuous glance at Malfoy. (PA6)
'Oh, how silly we've all been!' Malfoy sneered. 'We should have stroked them! Why didn't we guess!'
'I… I thought they were funny,' said Hagrid uncertainly to Hermione.
'Oh, tremendously funny!' said Malfoy. 'Really witty, giving use books that try and rip our hands off!' (PA6)
'God, this place is going to the dogs,' said Malfoy loudly. 'That oaf teaching classes, my father'll have a fit when I tell him –' (PA6)
'This is very easy,' Malfoy drawled, loud enough for Harry to hear him. 'I knew it must have been, if Potter could do it… I bet you're not dangerous at all, are you?' he said to the Hippogriff. 'Are you, you great ugly brute?' (PA6)
'I'm dying!' Malfoy yelled, as the class panicked. 'I'm dying, look at me! It's killed me!' (PA6)
'He's faking it,' said Harry at once. 'Madam Pomfrey can mend anything. She regrew half my bones last year. Trust Malfoy to milk it for all it's worth.' (PA6)
'Sir,' Malfoy called [to Snape], 'sir, I'll need help cutting up these daisy roots, because of my arm –' (PA7)
'Professor,' drawled Malfoy, 'Weasley's mutilating my roots, sir.' (PA7)
'And sir, I'll need this Shrivelfig skinned,' said Malfoy, his voice full of malicious laughter. (PA7)
'I'm afraid he [Hagrid] won't be a teacher much longer,' said Malfoy, in a tone of mock sorrow. 'Father's not very happy about my injury –'
'Keep talking, Malfoy, and I'll give you a real injury,' snarled Ron.
'– he's complained to the school governors. And to the Ministry of Magic. Father's got a lot of influence, you know. And a lasting injury like this –' he gave a huge, fake sigh, 'who knows if my arm'll ever be the same again?'
'So that's why you're putting it on,' said Harry accidentally beheading a dead caterpillar because his hand was shaking in anger. 'To try and get Hagrid sacked.'
'Well,' said Malfoy, lowering his voice to a whisper, 'Partly, Potter. But there are other benefits, too. Weasley, slice my caterpillar for me.' (PA7)
'Of course, if it was me,' he said quietly, 'I'd have done something before now. I wouldn't be staying in school like a good boy, I'd be out there looking for him [Black].'
'What are you talking about, Malfoy?' said Ron roughly.
'Don't you know, Potter?' breathed Malfoy, his pale eyes narrowed.
'Know what?'
Malfoy let out a low, sneering laugh.
'Maybe you'd better not risk your neck,' he said. 'Want to leave it to the Dementors, do you? But if it was me, I'd want revenge. I'd hunt him down myself.' (PA7)
'Staying here, Potter?' shouted Malfoy, who was standing in line with Crabbe and Goyle. 'Scared of passing the Dementors?' (PA8)
Ron: '– and Malfoy'd love to see you blown into about a million pieces, like Pettigrew! Get a grip, Malfoy's just hoping you'll get yourself killed before he has to play you at Quidditch.' (PA11)
'That's why he wouldn't say it was from him [Dumbledore]!' said Ron. 'In case some git like Malfoy said it was favouritism. Hey, Harry –' Ron gave a great whoop of laughter. 'Malfoy! Wait 'til he sees you on this! He'll be sick as a pig!' (PA11)
'Sure you can manage that broom, Potter?' said a cold, drawling voice.
'Draco Malfoy had arrived for a closer look, Crabbe and Goyle right behind him.
'Yeah, reckon so,' said Harry casually.
'Got plenty of special features, hasn't it?' said Malfoy, eyes glittering maliciously. 'Shame it doesn't come with a parachute – in case you get too near a Dementor.'
Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.
'Pity you can't attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy,' said Harry.
'Then it could catch the Snitch for you.' (PA13)
Malfoy was speaking.
'… should have an owl from Father any time now. He had to go to the hearing to tell them about my arm… about how I couldn't use it for three months…'
Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.
'I really wish I could hear that great hairy moron trying to defend himself… "There's no 'arm in 'im, 'onest" –" … that Hippogriff's as good as dead –' (PA14)
'Suppose you'd love to live here, wouldn't you, Weasley? Dreaming about having your own bedroom? I heard your family all sleep in one room – is that true?' (PA14)
'We were just discussing your friend Hagrid,' Malfoy said to Ron. 'Just trying to imagine what he's saying to the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures. D'you think he'll cry when they cut of his Hippogriff's –' (PA14)
Snape: 'Your head is not allowed in Hogsmeade. No part of your body has permission to be in Hogsmeade.'
'I know that,' said Harry, striving to keep his face free of guilt or fear. 'It sounds like Malfoy's having hallucin–' (PA14)
Draco talking about Hagrid: 'Look at him blubber! Have you ever seen anything quite as pathetic?' said Malfoy. 'And he's supposed to be our teacher!'
Harry and Ron both made furious moves toward Malfoy, but Hermione got there first – SMACK!
She had slapped Malfoy across the face with all the strength she could muster. Malfoy staggered. Harry, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle stood flabbergasted as Hermione raised her hand again.
'Hermione!' said Ron weakly, and he tried to grab her hand as she swung it back.
'Get off, Ron!' Hermione pulled out her wand. Malfoy stepped backward. Crabbe and Goyle looked at him for instructions, thoroughly bewildered.
'C'mon,' Malfoy muttered, and in a moment, all three of them had disappeared into the passageway to the dungeons. (PA15)
On Malfoy's Quidditch tactics: 'YOU CHEATING SCUM!' Lee Jordan was howling into the megaphone, dancing out of Professor McGonagall's reach. 'YOU FILTHY, CHEATING B–' (PA15)