"No, that is not all. So don't you dismiss me, Nott." In fact, the way this pathetic little man was actually trying to talk down to him was making Blaine more and more upset and his temper was very short to begin with. "Don't think that your Daddy will protect you, Nott. You may have his name to protect you, but I'm much more well connected then you are, and you know it." His pulled out the hand which held his wand, using it to tug up the sleeve on his arm rather than pointing the wand at Theodore. The motion made the Dark Mark on his arm visible, and he propped that hand on the door frame for effect as he glanced up the stairs again.
"Don't let that little bitch upstairs push you into ruining your life, because a whiny little bitch is all she is." He gave a low, dark chuckle. "I'm sure she nags you all the time about me. Can't seem to get me out of her head, can she?" He leaned in, eyes cold and voice knowing. "All it takes is a few good hits to shut her up. Well, unless you want to hear her scream." His head tilted just slightly, his eyes flashing as if he were almost daring Theodore to make a move. "So you back off, or I'll see if I can't remind little Tracey of all the ways I used to make her scream for me, hm?"