His fingers tightened around the wand, frozen for a moment. He hadn't thought about what he would do with it, his mind blanking on any possible spell he could use in that moment. What would he even do against someone like Draco? Was there even anything that would work? Why was HE acting so scared?

"Or what?!" His voice didn't quite crack, but there was no masking the frantic quality of it. No hiding that his usual flippant arrogance had abandoned him and there would be no reclaiming it. He pressed his head back against the wall, as if hoping he could back away further. But still he didn't lower his wand.