Snape was suddenly on the floor on the opposite side of Draco, his fingers at Draco’s wrist, monitoring his pulse while his eyes peered intently down at him, "Malfoy? Can you hear me?" Snape said sharply. Harry looked up to him, and then past him to where McGonagall was shaking with fury as she stood over Umbridge, her wand trained on her, barking out orders to the prefects who had flocked to her like ducklings.