"You’d better. I don’t make idle threats." He drops the cane, gives her a hard shove and watches as she sprawls across the black and white tile, flipping over quicker than he would have given her credit for with her wand loosely dangling from her hand. But he’s already got her pinned in place. "Expelliarmus," he huffs, shaking his head as her wand lands in his palm. "Draco would be so disappointed. In both of us."