It was only then that Draco realised that Healer Orpington (the witch with intense yellow eyes) was currently carefully dressing the small wound on his chest. He had no memory of opening his shirt or of her getting this close to him, "Oh yes," she said, securing the gauze with a twirling of her wand, "in fact, we’re just about finished," her voice had an almost hypnotic sing-song quality too, "Silas? Would you mind checking that we’re alright to bring Draco through?" Silas had disappeared out of the cubical before Draco had even looked over to him.