Sirius flopped himself over, moaning dramatically, and flung an arm over his eyes.
"Tell me about it. I can't believe we lost!" He knew, in the grand scheme of things, that losing a quidditch match was barely even a blip on the 'awful things' radar, but to Sirius it just felt like that last bit of straw. Seeing Malfoys gloating face...
"I just wanted to punch him in the solar plexus the whole time," he grumbled, not even noticing that he didn't bother clarifying who.