Draco was on his way to his office to treat his shoulder with a nice,  stiff drink when he noticed a light on the other side of the floor. He knew Granger had led the team opposite his, closing in vampires in from the back, while his team laid waste to the front. He had seen her once in the chaos, somehow holding her own in close quarters with an Elder. The niggling fear that she had been bitten tickled at the back of his mind. If she was out of commission they would be shorthanded until a replacement (that wouldn’t be half as useful) could be found.