As fast as he could, he corked the bottle and thrust it into Granger's hands and lifted her into his arms. She was lighter than expected. He had always expected her to weigh more, but maybe that was the many books she always carried around. In reality, she was fairly small. He cupped his hands under her legs and around her shoulders and squeezed her to him. She clutched her fingers in his robes, and he knew she trusted him to protect her with that small gesture.