I watch suspiciously as she suddenly crosses the room and stops right in front of me. She raises her hand and her wand slides out of the holster strapped to her forearm. In spite of myself, I flinch. I'm still unarmed and she's perfectly aware of it. But apparently Granger has no intention of using her magic at all. I only realize what she's up to when the tip of her wand nudges my arm, causing me to rotate it so she can examine the stain. She merely uses her wand as an extension of her hand so she doesn't have to touch me. Minx.