"Well move out of the way then Severus," she snapped, "So I can bandage what must be left to heal naturally," she replaced Severus on his bed, "Now then Mister Potter, let’s clean you up first," a flick of her wand, and it felt like a soft searching breeze was passing over his skin and hunting through his hair, seeking out the blood and grime in its path and obliterating it with a sharp tingling sensation, "There we are," she produced the jar he had seen her holding, scooping her fingers into it and revealing a bright purple ointment. She set about smearing a thick layer of the peppermint scented gloop on his neck. He zoned out as she wrapped the bandages around his neck, moving only to assist her. With her practiced hands, his neck was bound quickly and neatly, and Bill was sliding out from behind him, and large pillows were being used to replace his supporting influence.