When Potter stepped forwards, reaching out to grab Theo, Draco didn’t think, he just reacted. Throwing his own fist at the boy who wouldn’t bloody well die, an audible crack rang through the hall just before blood started spurting from his nose. Abandoning his friend, who was pinned to the ground by Theo’s legs now, Potter jumped at Draco. His balled up fist connected with the blonde's eye, sending pain shooting through Draco’s skull. 