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If Smith's words weren't enough, Justin's reaction was the push to send Michael over the edge. He knew that Justin wouldn't give two shites now if he had at this prick's face and Michael was all to happy to oblige.
He barely noticed that he'd dropped the glass of wine he'd been holding and it may have fallen on Ernie's carpet and would probably leave a stain (which Michael would obviously help clean up after), but he was all too busy lunging at Zacharias Smith to give a bloody shite. "A bloody prick like you has no right asking respect of anyone, Smith!"
Michael threw his fist out instinctively - not even thinking to go for his wand first - toward Smith's smug, prattish face. Michael wasn't exactly sober, nor did he get into fist fights all too often, but he was at least hoping that he'd land somewhere in the vicinity of the former Hufflepuff's nose or jaw and leave some kind of mark.