"I don't keep birdseed on me," he hissed, rolling his eyes, but reached into the folds of his robes anyway. "Here," he tossed it, probably expecting it to hit Theo. Which it did, in the chest, before falling on Harry's face. Harry sent a jinx at him, not even having to try, his magicks always ready to make some sort of mischief. Malfoy huffed, and readjusted himself. 