Hermione felt her heartbeat quicken and a lump formed in her throat - the invisible string? No, this was actual vomit because before her, Draco lay lifeless on the water logged floor. Blooms of maroon blood circled him like great big flower petals, etched out from his chest and arms. Huge gashes were visible across his body, healing under the wand tip of Severus Snape who was doing his best to knit the skin back together with a sort of lullaby spell. Ron stood frozen beside a sink which was more like a pipe sticking up from the ground. All the porcelain lay around them on the floor, beneath the blood and water like icebergs bobbing in a blackened ocean. His wand lay amongst the ruin, dropped from his open hand in haste or regret, Hermione wasn't sure. The splinching wound on his arm was dripping into the water too, causing another flower to appear beneath his feet as the blood created a halo around him, circling his hunched form in red.