Draco: "You know, they don't even have dances at Pigfarts. All of the noise would disturbe Rumbleroar's slumbering cubs."
Ron: "THATS LAVANDER BROWN! RACIST SISTER!"
Harry: "Harry Potter loves Zac Efron more than anyone else on the planet."
Draco: "Now you're just being cute. I CAN'T GO TO PIGFARTS. IT'S ON MAAARS, YOU NEEED A ROCKETSHIP. Do you have a rocketship, Potter? I bet you do. You know, not all of us inherited enough money to buy out NASA when our parents died; Look at this. Rocketship Potter. Starkid Potter. Moooonshoes Potter. TRAVERSING THE GALAXY FOR INTERGALATIC TRAVELS TO PIGFARTS."
Harry: "I don't know man. Cedric Diggory, he's pretty awesome. NOT! He sucks. I'm totally gonna win. It's in the bag."
Malfoy: talking about the zefron horcrux "Oh just put some tape on this, it'll be fine"
Ron: "There's another horcrux. I hope it isn't an Ashely Tisdale poster. I couldn't do that."
That whole breath mints scene with Hermione and Ron was just effing hilarious....
Harry: "I'll take you down to Winnipeg.... THAT'S IN CANADA!!!!"
Hermione: The horcrux could be anywhere. We could spend countless boring months throughout the European countryside searching for it.
Harry: Well, the necklace says that's a stupid idea, so we aren't doing that.
"Get me some Nasonex you swine."
"I believe everything has its place, Muggles have their place, Mudbloods have their and so do your dirty clothes! Namely a dresser!"
"I can't do this. I can't sleep on my tummy."
Dumbledore: Did your turban just sneeze?
Quirrell: Um, no! That... that was simply a fart!
Ron & Harry: FLOO POWDER POWER, FLOO POWDER POWER, FLOO POWDER POWER, FLOO POWDER POWER!
Voldemort: Aw! Now two people are mad at me!
Lavander: I ain't Cho Chang, bitch!
Voldemort: When I had a body, I had mad game with the bitches!
Ron: I have all these pains in my chest I know it's her fault, that bitch!
Harry: But in Spiderman 3 everything sucks and falls to shit! I don't want my life to be like Spiderman 3, god, I hated that movie.
Draco: Pigfarts, Pigfarts, here I come. Pigfarts, Pigfarts, yum yum yum!
Voldemort: Just relax with the 'Dark King,' ok? I watch you wipe your butt daily, you can call me Voldemort, we've reached that point.
Snape: If a person were a PORTKEY and they to say, touch themselves... they would be constantly transported to different places.