Draco grabbed the collar of Crabbe’s robes and yanked him backwards barely avoiding a bright red stunner. What he wouldn’t give to have Blaise and Theo at his side rather than these two oafs. Crabbe and Goyle had no tactical skills, and would undoubtedly get them all killed before the night was over. There was only one mission for that evening, and that was to find Potter, and bring him to the Dark Lord. Draco obviously had no intention of doing any such thing. His only mission was to wander the halls and look busy while letting the commotion unfurl around him. Students were scrambling up and down the halls, most just looking to get out of harm’s way. A few brave souls saw him and sent over a jinx or hex, but he just lazily waved his wand to deflect. He wasn’t there to fight children; he didn’t want to be there at all.