The wizard flicked his wand with another spell and Draco screamed: "Avada kedavra!" But the wizard swayed to one side like he was made of liquid and the spell lanced past him by a bare fraction. The wizard’s own spell, a jet of orange light, jetted above Hermione’s crumpled form and the bookcase Hermione had been flung against ripped away from the wall and came down on Hermione’s limp body.