"Drake, I need you to stay awake- I know it’s hard mate." Blaise knelt and with a muttered spell cut a slit in the hem of Draco's Tshirt, then with quick movements ripped it from hem to collar. The right side of his chest was grotesquely caved in, thank Merlin the stupid bludger hadn’t deflected to the left or he"d never have made it to the ground alive. Blaise started casting diagnostic spells, "Mione, I’m going to need my medical bag unless you have yours on hand." Hermione pulled herself together and with surprisingly steady hands but a shaking voice "Accio Med Bag" she stuttered. 