Neville Longbottom

[You're scrawny, Potter. Besides, he had to look to throw the shirt, so. Draco shrugs and slips out of his shirt.] Right, name a time when you've been careful. [He's actually taking time to hang it up to dry instead of putting on his shirt. He's spent the last six years sharing a room with four other boys, this isn't weird when he's not thinking about it. However he pauses with the dry t-shirt in his hand to regard him again] What, falling through the ice? Not exactly, though I've been dragging through snow a few times. [This is a pointed look.] And I think after all these years I've figured out who to blame.