She flicked her wand into her hand and stopped. She wasn’t this sort of doctor. Her eyes scanned the other players as they landed in a wide circle around them. Where the Hell was Blaise? The similarities to her nightmare from the other night made her blood run cold. Where the hell was her emergency training? Gone. Because this was her husband and she loved him and she couldn't handle the situation by herself. Draco started to waver and Harry propped him up, "should he lay down, Hermione?" Harry asked, "Hermione?" 