Three deep, angry scratches greeted her, and he tensed when she grabbed his wrist to turn his arm toward the light. It must have happened when the wolf crashed into them, and a wave of gratitude filled her as she saw how deep they went. She cast a quick charm to cleanse the area, and Malfoy yanked his arm back out of her grasp. "That fucking  hurt, Granger," he snapped, cradling the injured limb to his chest. 