It wasn't a shock. He landed with a pained groan, the wind knocked out of him for moment, but there was a part of him that relished it. He'd never been much of a fighter. He'd had friends to do the grunt work for him, but now, there was no one around to fight his battles. There was only Draco, and smashing his fist into Weasley's hideous frog face had felt good.
"Oh right, my brilliantly sinister plan to ruin her by sharing a home with her and being there for her through everything. You twat," he growled, wedging his knee up between them and attempting to kick Weasley off of him. "What could I possibly have to gain?"
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Date: 2011-05-11 04:02 am (UTC)"Oh right, my brilliantly sinister plan to ruin her by sharing a home with her and being there for her through everything. You twat," he growled, wedging his knee up between them and attempting to kick Weasley off of him. "What could I possibly have to gain?"