I can hear Ron snicker and I fist my hands in anger. The Toad looks at me and down to my hand clutched in Draco’s, with a flick of her wand she sends a stinging hex at us. We quickly let go of each other as the hex sends a burning sensation all over my arm and through my Dark Mark. I remain silent, trying to ignore the pain, but I mimic my fathers expression and glare daggers at her. From the corner of my eye I can see that Draco did the same, wearing his signature annoyed expression.