Granger’s eyes flickered onto mine, and that was when her hard expression dissolved instantly into worry. She cast her eyes to the ground. “Is he going to be okay?”

I pursed my lips. I liked her better this way, despite the obvious pain I could see in her eyes. “We don’t know yet. We can determine his status when he wakes up.”

She looked at me doubtfully, tapping her foot on the ground, her forehead creased with concern. I hardened my expression, remembering that I shouldn’t feel sorry for her, that she was Mudblood Granger and she wasn’t worth my time.