Did you actually believe, or were you truly naive enough ... to think ... that children stood a chance, against us? I'll make this simple for you, Potter. Give me the prophecy now, or watch your friends die.
*errie whispers*
Don't give it to him, Harry!
Sst!
*Harry hesitates but hands over the prophecy. Malfoy holds it up but a white light distracts them.*
Get away from my godson. *punches Malfoy*
*Everyone liked that*
