"What the hell is the Order thinking? You shouldn’t be going out again so soon. It’s only been two days since you got that." Draco flapped his hand at the edge of the half healed burn wound on the side of Hermione’s neck – the rest spreading down under her shirt; across the top of her left shoulder and down over her shoulder blade and back. "If they send you out into the field when you’re not in top form they’ll only make the Death Eaters’ job easier for them."