The other wizard sniffed and swiped at his eyes before staggering up to his feet and stalking toward Draco.  "Alright, here’s the deal, Draco.  I think it’s high time we both get our shite together."  Harry was directly in front of him now, and in a move he had not anticipated, he ripped the top of Draco's shirt wide open, buttons popping off and flying to opposite parts of the cell.