"It's not nothing." Hermione shrieked and started tearing his shirt in tatters to grant her access to his arm. The sight that met her was horrible and caused bile to rise at the back of her throat. She swallowed it down and moved her fingers to hover above the abrasive cut. It started just above his wrist and twisted its way up the underside of his forearm to just inside his elbow. Blood matted all over his arm and she could see too much of things that ought to stay inside his skin. But what struck her the most was the fact that the cut ran through his Dark Mark, effectively tearing it into two broken pieces. Hermione gently prodded his skin on the outskirts of the cut and Draco let out several hisses of pain as she did so.