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AN: Set during book 7
"Ow!" Ernie Macmillian said as Susan pressed a cloth against his cursed cut. "Can't you be a bit more gentle Susan?" he asked and Susan chuckled, a rare sound indeed these days.
"I DID warn you it was going to sting," she pointed out before adopting her sternest expression. "But you have got to stop acting like some knight in shining armour. The Carrows don't seem to care who they hurt or how badly they hurt them. Just as long as we stay alive, it doesn't matter how damaged we are."
"I couldn't just stand there and let them insult you like that! A gentleman protects a ladies honour!" he protested and Susan smiled as she shook her head.
"Oh Ernie," she said as she leaned closer to his face. Oh Ernie, my knight in shining armour."