Draco shot a slicing hex at a group of inferi that were chasing Hermione, seeing her as the weaker, easier prey because of her size. He sliced them into such fine slithers they fell like ash from the sky. He lit each piece on fire with one quick woosh of flame from his wand and continued on undeterred. Another group came at him from the rear, aiming for the man standing still in the frozen night but Draco was quicker. Inferi imploded in a flurry of light like fireworks, scraps of fabric from their torn-up clothes rained down around them like confetti shot from a gun.