The Healer was testing her hand now, the non-broken one, and tried bending her fingers but they were rigid. He attempted the other and finally noticed its condition. The bruises from Draco’s grip had surfaced by now—he said nothing and examined it to make sure the set was right, then healed it quickly. He did the same examination on her legs, attempting to bend them at the knee but her body was curiously too stiff. He muttered a long incantation and then scanned her body over with his wand. When finished, he paused, frowning, staring at her prone form on the bed. 