"I haven't finished my mashed potatoes," replied Goyle.

Again with my badfic addiction:

"No, no I'm not sick. I. . . " Ron paused and when he finally spoke it was the lowest audible whisper he could mutter. "I'm in love with Draco Malfoy." Hermione and Harry were both equally shocked.

"Ron," Hermione started, "out of all people I would have never expected you. Harry, maybe. But never you!"