They blinked at each other, and then Pansy got to a crouch and held her hand out to Hermione, and Hermione only hesitated for a second. The other's hand was hot and sweaty and her grip was like iron, and Hermione wondered if Pansy had always been this strong, or if becoming a werewolf had increased the other's strength. Pansy dragged them both to their feet with her wand aimed at the enemy, flicking her wrist as she sent hexes sparking from the end.