"Yes, but you probably shrieked at him like a banshee. No one is going to ignore you when you’re in full swing, let alone when you’re hung-over and probably at least ten percent more vicious." He quirked his eyebrows at her. "It wasn’t because it was the right thing. It was because you terrified poor Potter into submission." A look of disgust crossed Draco’s face. "Ugh. I said poor Potter and submission in the same sentence," he shuddered. "I may never recover from the horror."