Character: Draco Malfoy. Page 3

I'm the new Slytherin team seeker, Weasley, smug said Malfoy. - We admire the brooms. Them my father bought for our entire team.
Ron couldn't take admiring glances from seven great high-speed sweepers.
Good, huh? innocently asked Malfoy. - Do not worry, gather with fans money and also such buy. Or set to auction their "Customary-5". Museums all over the world they will fight - mocked him.
Slytherin team burst with laughter.
But no player in our team bought a place in the team, ' said Hermione. They all got there due to talent.

- I'm not to blame - he raised his head Draco. - All teachers have favorites. At least Hermione Granger.
Have you no shame! - straighten him father. - Some kind of simpleton learns better than you in all subjects!

- My dear boy, let us not have any illusions on this score. If you were going to kill me, would you do it as soon as disarmed me, and wouldn't have to stop just to cute to talk about ways and possibilities.
I don't have a choice! - Malfoy suddenly became as pale as Dumbledore. I'll have to do it! He'll kill me! He'll kill my whole family!

Nobody asked you, you stinking Mudblood.

- Why are you wearing glasses?
- Um, I read it.
- Read? Didn't know what you can do.

I don't need your help! Don't you see? I have to kill you. I have to kill you. Or he'll kill me.

School faculties. Four of them in all. About Puffenduya say that there is the most stupid study, but...
I bet I'll get in Puffenduya.