"Fine, fine," she said hurriedly, eyes running over him, because she was so relieved he was conscious and her ankle didn't hurt when she didn't put weight on it, so in her book she was fine. She couldn't breathe properly and her head was a sea of numb panic, but she was totally, absolutely fine. She choked down a hysterical giggle. "Can you get up?" she asked rapidly, tongue stumbling over the words, and Draco tested his limbs cautiously but quickly, flexing his arms, and neck, and legs, and then nodded.