It looked up from its meal, and all they could see of its face were fangs dripping silver blood and glowing red eyes. The thing - for it must have been a thing, not a man - emitted a horrifying screeching noise and leapt. Like a bat spreading its wings it left the ground and arrowed straight for the kids, still screeching, looking very much like a monster straight out of Hell. All pretense of bravery forgotten, Draco shrieked and turned to run. Ron, for his part, tried to duck and draw his wand at the same time, which caused him to tangle himself in his cloak and sent him sprawling unceremoniously to the ground.