"No one asked for your opinion, you filthy little mudblood," Draco spat out, gritting his teeth. I walked forward menacingly, not breaking eye contact. "I don't recall I asked yours either," I said, walking closer as his eyes got wider. For every forward step I took, he took one backwards, until he was now backed up against the wall. "Watch yourself, Malfoy. Or that apple won't be the only thing getting bitten off."All Rights Reserved