"Granger, I’m going to rub out some tension in your muscles. It’s in your best interest to remain still and trust me." His voice was so calming, so soft. She floated back to a memory of Ron’s hands on her shoulders in the tent one night. She had been wearing the locket for too long, it brought a mess of tension throughout her body. His hands had felt like this, strong but sure. "Daph, go check on Weasley - she’s ready for another vial."