"Cho! Cho, Cho, Cho!" Hermione scrambled up off the floor gasping her friend’s name in a terrified babble, pushing Cho’s body roughly off her onto her back on the carpet and Cho tried to choke back her cries of agony. Hermione’s hands blindly traced Cho’s face, arms, sides frantically, searching for the wound in a blind panic and then she looked down further and saw it. Couldn’t help but see it even with the blood that seeped from the reopened cut into Hermione’s eyes and fogged her vision.