"who knows if my arm will ever be the same again?" Malfoy said, in a false, lamenting voice.
"Malfoy," Mayumi pips up, " How well versed are you in the medical field?"
"Huh- what does that have to do with anything?"
"If you don't know anything about healing, how would you know your arm wouldn't be the same?" Mayumi blinks innocently. "Are you relying on daddy dearest to do all the things, while you play the poor little damsel in distress, Snow White?"
Harry snorted.