“I’ve been fairly trusting of you. I allowed you to stay here and protected you from the Death Eaters to the best of my ability,” Harry answered calmly, though through slightly clenched teeth. “But I will not tolerate your presence any longer if you do not learn where your place is.”
“My place, Potter? If anyone needs to learn where their place is, it’s the three of you!” Draco yelled, years of jealousy and agitation rising quickly to the surface.
Harry sighed. “The thing is, Draco, you aren’t on that side of the war now. You have no superiority here; your father’s name and gold will get you nowhere with us. So you need to accept it and move on.”