"I think I'll pass on that," Draco gritted out past the blood that trickled down his throat, still feeling a grinding sense of shame that Potter and Weasley had heard what he'd said. There was a slosh of liquid and with his head still mostly tilted back Draco looked awkwardly over to see Weasley refill Draco's empty glass. "Thanks," he muttered, confused, and Weasley inclined his head.