Blaise had already stopped laughing, but amusement still glimmered in his eyes as he considered the wand pointed at his chest and the stony mask Draco had put up. With a sigh and carefully withheld eye roll, Blaise sat up. "Would you rather I was as much of an over-reactor as yourself?" his eyes slid to the wand then back up, "angry and deciding to fight with you over this? I think, for many reasons, I'm being completely level-headed about this whole thing, considering the boy is, after all a Mudblood."
Considering Draco's wand once more he continued, "And there are so many more... agreeable Mudbloods to be had, too. I'm sure he's a nice boy and treats you beautifully. And you should know better than to believe that I'm going to tell anyone else, so you can just quit overreacting. And remove your wand from my chest before I do get upset." With his last words, Blaise's wand pressed hard into Draco's completely open ribs and a grim look took over his face. "I've never taken kindly to threats. Especially when they are unfounded. You're the one that needs to learn a few things about the world outside Hogwarts."