Alfie wasn't a dormouse, though, and he'd gotten into enough scrapes with his muggle friends over summers that he knew enough to stand up for himself, and he pushed Greg's arm away after he was slapped and did try to stand up then, sidestepping and managing to get to his feet, atleast, though he was sure he'd be knocked down.
"I said get out of my bloody face, Goyle. And sod off about shite you don't know. Oh, what, that's everything, isn't it?"