“The rest of us might as well be plain unsalted crisps, while he possesses the allure of a silver fox with eyes made to pierce.”

"You left your potions text in class. I was going to leave it, but if someone took it, I’d have to share mine with you, and selfishly, I don't like to share."

“Granger, babe, your pet reeks of disadvantage and duplicity."

“I have no interest in dirty blood, much less someone tied to an oblivious shit ass toad.”

“I know you're shy, but I'll make you a deal.”

“As I study the icebergs of his eyes, I wonder if I’ll ever know what it's like to touch something so frigid with naked fingers.”

“You should heed the expectations of the ink behind your ear; learning to love yourself first involves doing things that make you uncomfortable.”

“I see the way you look at me; there’s pity in those eyes. Do not pity me.”

“A sharp pain manifests in my chest, distress for those around me, but it’s Draco’s heart, not mine.”

“But fuck if I want to, I want to watch the color drain from his face while I thread my fingers through them right in front of him.”

“Cradled in the palm of my hand is a tiny, intricately crafted box, its surface adorned with delicate engravings that reflect in silver and gold against the corridor lighting.”

“And Potter? Mind your fucking business.”

“What might you gain from taking things that don’t belong to you?”

“You can call me whatever you want, though I love it when you say my name.”

“Told you he’d come for you.”

“It’s an odd occurrence to sit here with my heart in two different places, and neither of those is with Ron.”

“What do you want, Hermione? Tell me.”

“But I do it to myself; I am the witherer of my own stem.”

“My fate doesn’t include her. It can’t include her.”

“You like to count, so let’s count. Start wherever you want; we’re not going to think about anything else right now. Just you, numbers, and breathing.”