Draco locked the door with a flick of his wand, and stood up. His hand was shaking slightly with repressed anger, but his voice was steady.
"Yes. We do have to talk, and we are going to talk. You've told me over and over again that I'm the one person who always challenges you, or calls you out on your bullshit. You've asked me to do that for you. But now you're just, what, done with me? With us? Because I said the stupid journal argument you had with Theo was just that? No. Fuck no Harry Potter. You do not get to throw me away because I didn't immediately say you're 100% in the right. That isn't how this goes. So be an adult and talk to me, or at least have the decency to break up with me to my face."