It was a horribly breathtaking sight ... one that Hermione couldn't manage to blink clear from her vision. She glanced around for her support fighters ... Patrick O'Brien and Sir David Pincott were resting against the prison block wall, literally burned out from their fiery exertions ... Owain and Neville were casting healing runes into each other, while Frank and Myfanwy tended to an unconscious Angharad, who had a nasty burn across her face and chest, her own battledress torn open and smouldering from vicious spell damage.