Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.
So top grade's O for 'Outstanding,'" Hermione was saying, "and then there's A-" "No, E," George corrected her, "E for 'Exceeds Expectations.' And I've always thought Fred and I should've got E in everything, because we exceeded expectations just by turning up for the exams.
I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed - or worse, expelled. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to bed.
Oh, HONESTLY, don't you two read?
If anyone else played Hermione, it would actually kill me.
There,” she said softly. “Now he could be sleeping.
How d’you spell ‘belligerent’?” said Ron, shaking his quill very hard while staring at his parchment. “It can’t be B — U — M —” “No, it isn’t,” said Hermione. “And ‘augury’ doesn’t begin O — R — G either.
All those poor elves I haven’t set free yet, having to stay over during Christmas because there aren’t enough hats!
You said to us once before," said Hermione quietly, "that there was time to turn back if we wanted to. We've had time, haven't we?
Ron," said Hermione in a dignified voice, "you are the most insensitive wart I have ever had the misfortune to meet.
Harry and Hermione are very platonic friends. But I won't answer for anyone else, nudge-nudge wink-wink!
At least my happiness doesn't depend on Ron's goalkeeping ability.
Well, wouldn't it have been easier if she'd just asked me whether I liked her better than you?" "Girls don't often ask questions like that," said Hermione. "Well, they should!" said Harry forcefully.
Emma Watson was saying the other day that when Helena Bonham Carter was becoming Hermione, or trying to become her for the polyjuice-potion sequence, she was trying to take on Emma's mannerisms, and she was asking Emma questions like, "What's Hermione's favorite color?" Because she wanted to absorb all this information and to know, in here touches temple what she was like. And as I've tried to develop as an actor, I see that these things, however much they seem insignificant... By knowing what's Neville's Longbottom favorite Beatles song, you can know so much!
Always the tone of surpise.
Of course not,” said Hermione. “Everything we need is here on this paper.
Three turns should do it.
Who was this women?' asked Harry. 'I dunno, some Ministry hag.' Mundungus considered for a moment, brow wrinkled. 'Little women. Bow on top of er' head.' He frowned and then added, 'Looked like a toad.' Harry dropped his wand. Harry looked up and saw his own shock reflected in Ron and Hermione's faces. The scars on the back of right hand seemed to be tingling again.
Hermione was screaming again: the sound went through Harry like physical pain.
Rita looked as though she would have liked nothing better than to seize the paper umbrella sticking out of Hermione's drink and thrust it up her nose.
Hermione: You! You foul, loathsome, evil little cocroach! Ron: Hermione, no! He's no worth it.
Chess was the only thing Hermione ever lost at, something Harry and Ron thought was very good for her.
The presence of hundreds of books had finally convinced Hermione that what they were doing was right.
No, Harry, you listen," said Hermione. "We're coming with you. That was decided months ago - years, really.
McLaggen makes Grawp look like a gentleman.
