Something in Draco’s jaw twitched as he watched his best friend eye Granger's ass as she stepped beneath his arm and out the door. He picked up a cushion and launched it across the dungeon, smacking Theo square in the face. Draco had charmed the cushion to fly at astronomical speeds and sniggered when his mate clutched the side of his face wincing in pain - he had almost forgotten Theo getting concussed a few hours earlier. "I’ll be there with Bells on." Draco mocked in a high pitched voice.