Direct wasn't usually the way that Draco operated best, to be sure, but he liked the uncertainty that crossed Potter's face for a moment when he was, and it made his spine straighten just that much more, smirk feeling a little more sure across his mouth now.
"You don't know anything," he spat, and shouldered past Potter as he finally moved, being sure to knock the other boy back while he passed and headed for the door. "You have suspicions, Potter, that's all."