Harry stalked up to roped-immobile Draco. "I’ve known you for almost four years, Malfoy. In that time, you’ve pulled a whole lot of entitled-Pureblood bullshit, and not once were you punished for it. Snape gave you a blank cheque to misbehave, and Dumbledore gave you unlimited second chances. All this leads to you thinking you can kill me today and suffer no punishment. But Draco, Snape is dead, your daddy is dead, and Dumbledore can’t coddle you till 1st September."