"You fucking leave Julien out of it," Alfie said, as he swung up again from the ground when Goyle's punch landed. It didn't dawn on him that Goyle might not have known his name, that he might have been giving him more ammunition - and that he'd just admitted to what he'd been denying.
"Fucking sod off!" He said, and landed a kick to Goyle's shin, but then the words sunk in. He knew, and he'd tell. And oh, Alfie was fucked.