(lol. let's pretend I made sense at all last night and MEANT to say wand instead of broom hovering)
Draco snorted - the squeak was obnoxious, but certainly not threatening, and Hufflepuff (he was still torn, but assuming that now) anger was always more funny than intimidating. He supposed that was the default.
A moment later he was putting his wand away, taking up his broom instead. "I think that I'm the Quidditch Captain for Slytherin. Which I know gives me persmission to use the Pitch at my leisure to get ready for team trials. And while I may be a creep - " Which was a ridiculous word, he added to himself, "I'm also not the one who'll be stationary as the bludgers are looking for targets. Unless you're hiding a broom somewhere entirely inappropriate."