Putting a hand where he had grasped, she called upon her magic, concentrating it to flow neatly through her hand and into his leg. Severus was astounded, he didn't know what to think when the pain had receded. This girl, this girl who he had grown to dislike immensely for being friends with Potter and being an insufferable chit, was healing him with magic she shouldn't possess at such a young age, as well as doing it willingly. Growing groggy, he felt faint and almost fell back on a board if Hermione hadn't caught him and lowered him softly down and sat next to him.