As the others have suggested, I have a knife somewhere in my body ... and, not certain, but I think I'm bleeding green and silver! Gorgeous writing, which served to twist the blade immeasurably.
Now, if I can just manage to lift my head from the concrete, I should be able to batter Draco till he sings falsetto. Following swiftly upon his membership of King's Choir, I intend to punish Severus into studying the fine arts of love-making -- with me watching!
Ouch, indeed, for which skill I am in awe at your feet.