"Done," Draco said with abject relief as he let go of her right hand, pulling out his dittany, jerking the cork out with his teeth and sprinkling it generously on the wounds. As soon as he was finished, Hermione grabbed her wand and took notice of the battle raging around them again. She, Ron, and Draco had been being protected by Harry, Neville, Johns, and Truffle, who were fighting tooth and nail, Neville's left arm hanging twisted and limp by his side. Hermione blinked hard and tried to concentrate as Draco turned away from her and flicked his wand, hitting a Death Eater that was distracted by duelling Neville with a reducto, which sent the wizard blasting apart in a shower of blood and bone and flesh, and Hermione was glad she hadn't eaten before they'd left on the mission.