Bill nodded. "I was lucky, remember that. I only got slashed. Lavender was bitten, right in the neck – the venom would have surely taken hold within minutes. Plus, that night she was rapidly losing blood. If Hermione and you lot hadn't gotten to her when you did..." The eldest Weasley son gave his baby brother a pointed look. "I hope you've gotten around to thanking that brilliant witch of yours, Ronniekins, for saving that poor girl's life. A jolly good snog or a shag as a reward would be a start!"