[in the Gryffindor common room using Polyjuice Potion] A buddy of mine saw Draco Malfoy take his shirt off in the Quidditch showers, and he said that Draco Malfoy had an eight pack. That Draco Malfoy was shredded.
What?! Your friend's a liar, mate, Draco Malfoy is a punk bitch. That guy looks like he weighs thirty pounds soaking wet underneath that little black dress.
Harry & Draco being absolute pants at sexting (Part one)
<b><p></b> <b>Harry:</b> What are you wearing, Draco?<p/><b>Draco:</b> Clothes.<p/><b>Harry:</b> mmm, I bet you are. Layers of clothes. Probably a woollen jumper. I bet you're nice and warm too, yeah, stay toasty you warm bitch.<p/></p><p/></p>
Blaise, did you hear? Granger hit Draco. Poor Drakie-wakie.
I did. I wonder what will happen next...
*in a trance* Slytherin Prince and Gryffindor Princess, lovers of the age. Pureblood and muggleborn shall become one. All shall melt to the story of their romantic triumph. Their children will conquer nations.