"Stay away from me," Taff retorted. He was fighting the urge to justify himself to Ioan. He didn't need to! He slashed his wand angrily through the air, just out of habit, not casting a spell, though his anger expressed itself through a spray of red sparks against the floor. The danced off across the tiles and faded in seconds.
"Go play some stupid song and keep the hell away from me and my business. If I want to talk to Ant, I'm going to bloody well talk to him, get it? It's between me and him, not his-" He held up his fingers, making speechmarks, just to attempt to insult Ioan, "-'Best mate'."
He stomped forwards, trying to fight his fear. He didn't like being trapped and he didn't want to approach Ioan, but with the door on the other side of him, Taff had no choice.