"Inside the right pocket of my robe, just here." She skimmed a finger along a line just under her right breast. With little ceremony, Hermione strode forward, reached into the robe, and wrapped her fingers around the wand. The shot of warmth up her arm was recognition of a wand won, though it was muted. Technically, the thing had been taken, though the intent to give was there. Hermione had to hope it would be enough. She simply needed a conduit.