Rupert Grint (back to the R list / G list)

Ron: Follow the spiders? Follow the spiders?! Why couldn't it be "follow the butterflies"?

Ron: Where's Hermione when you need her?

Ron Weasley: Don't expect me to get excited over another damn thing we need to find.

Harry Potter: This is mental.

Hermione Granger: Completely mental.

Ron Weasley: The world's mental.

Ron Weasley: How long do you think she'll stay mad at me?

Harry Potter: Just keep talking about that little ball of light touching your heart, and she'll come round.

Ron Weasley: Hey!

Hermione Granger: You... complete arse, Ronald Weasley! You show up here after weeks, and you say 'Hey'?

Ron Weasley: Do you think he knows? I mean, they're bits of his soul. The Horcruxes. Bits of him. When Dumbledore destroyed the ring and you destroyed Tom Riddle's diary all those years ago... He must've felt something, right? What I'm saying is, if we do this thing right, if we find the Horcruxes and begin to destroy them one by one... Won't he know he's being hunted?

Ron Weasley: Seems strange, mate. Dumbledore sends you off to find a load of Horcruxes, but doesn't bother to tell you how to destroy them. Doesn't that bother you?

Hermione Granger: We can't just stand here. Who's got an idea?

Ron Weasley: Don't ask us. You're the brilliant one!

Professor McGonagall: Now, Mr. Weasley, put your right hand on my waist.

Ron: Whaaa?

Ginny Weasley: He just asked Fleur Delacour to the ball. Actually he sort of screamed at her. It was a bit frightening.

Harry Potter: What did he do next?

Ron Weasley: What else? I ran for it!

Ron: Blimey dad, how far up are we?

Lucius Malfoy: Put it this way, if it rains you'll be the first to know!

Ron: Do you think we'll ever have a quiet year at Hogwarts?

Hermione: No!

Ron: Yeah, well, what's life without a few dragons?

Harry Potter: You're being stupid.

Ron Weasley: Yeah, that's me. Harry Potter's stupid friend!

[Ron unhappily looks at himself in the mirror. Harry walks in looking smart.]

Ron Weasley: What are those?

Harry Potter: My dress robes...

Ron Weasley: Those're all right! No lace, no dodgy little collar...

Harry Potter: Well, I expect yours are more traditional...

Ron Weasley: Traditional? They're ancient! I look like my great aunt Tessie! [Smells robe] I smell like my great aunt Tessie! [Once again looks at himself in the mirror.] Murder me, Harry.

[Ron tells Harry that he warned him about the dragons.]

Harry Potter: Hagrid warned me about the dragons!

Ron Weasley: No! No! Remember... I told Hermione to tell you that Seamus told me that Dean was told by Parvari that Hagrid was looking for you. Seamus didn't really tell me anything. So it was really me all along! I thought you'd be able to figure it out from there.

Harry Potter: How could anybody figure that out? It's completely mental!

Hermione Granger: You've done it, Neville! You've found the Room of Requirement!

Ron Weasley: The what?

Hermione Granger: It's also known as the Come and Go Room. The Room of Requirement only appears when a person has real need of it, and is always equipped with the seeker's needs.

Ron Weasley: So, say you really needed a toilet...

Hermione Granger: Charming, Ronald. But yes, that is the general idea.

Harry Potter: It's brilliant! It's like Hogwarts wants us to fight back!

Hermione Granger: I'm going to bed, before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed, or worse, expelled.

Ronald Weasley: [to Harry] She needs to sort out her priorities.

Ron: I think we've had a bad influence on her.

Ron: Mental that one, I'm telling you.

Hagrid: Who told you about Fluffy?

Ron: Fluffy?

Hermione: That thing has a name?

Geroge: Not flashing that clipping about again, are you Ron?

Ron: I haven't shown anyone.

Fred: No, not a soul. Not unless you count Tom.

George: The day maid.

Fred: The night maid.

George: The cook.

Fred: That bloke who couldn't fix the toilet.

George: And that wizard from Belgium.

Ron: Let me get this straight, Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban to come after you?

Harry: Yeah.

Hermione: But they'll catch Black, won't they? I mean everyone's looking for him.

Ron: Sure. Except no one's ever broken out of Azkaban before and he's a murderous raving lunatic.

Harry: Thanks, Ron.

Sirius Black: Sorry about the bite. I reckon that twinges a bit.

Ron: A bit? A bit? You almost tore my leg off!