Blood had seeped warm beneath her armour and the pain was indescribable, her knees weak and trembling. But she had made it through the duel. Now all she had to do was make it out of Hogwarts; the idea seemed impossible. How could she? She wanted to fall down and curl up and cry at the pain. But she couldn’t. So she just kept forcing herself to run, to keep up with the near sprinting pace Lupin had set.