Jake felt something in the air, a tension, a vibration, he wasn't at all sure what it was - he was feeling the barrier go around himself. He knew the fight was coming and it was in the air between them. His fingers slowly curled into fists, watching the three closely.

"None of your damn business," Goyle snapped, ignoring the hand on his arm. He was far, far from the brightest bulb, and his hand moved clearly towards where his wand was hidden. "Why are you even here?"

"Goyle," Zabini snapped.