Harry is quick to stand over Malfoy and drag the tip of the sword down the front of his torso. The pressure is there, but it's obvious that he wants nothing more than to cause him pain—even though he could easily kill him right now, that isn't on Harry's mind. No, it's just the opposite. For a moment, he looks almost fascinated as the sword draws downward and stops at his stomach, lips pursed and eyes seeming like they're imagining the sword dipping in and draining more blood from Malfoy, even if he's not taking the actual actions.
"I didn't come here to kill you," he says finally, but he still looks hungry for hurting Malfoy further. "So when I lift this sword, we'll walk to the castle together. Or do you want to bleed more?" The last bit is asked almost ... too curiously.
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"I didn't come here to kill you," he says finally, but he still looks hungry for hurting Malfoy further. "So when I lift this sword, we'll walk to the castle together. Or do you want to bleed more?" The last bit is asked almost ... too curiously.