"I hate you!" he screamed like a child at Lucius and his wand flashed. His father blocked the curse Draco had furiously thrown like it was nothing and laughed at Draco. Laughed. Draco threw another curse, and another, and another – frantic and raging and growing ever sloppier, and Lucius, as dispassionate as if he truly felt no emotion, just flicked them all away.