"Oh, come off it now. You should be boasting and bragging, Malfoy. I don’t know why you are out here sulking when you kissed the lioness of Gryffindor in front of her two henchmen. You landed an impressive, though barbaric, physical blow to Weasley’s nose. And avoided detention. I don’t know what could make this any better." Blaise furrowed his brow, questioning.