Remus momentarily took a step back letting Sirius inspect the gash that ran from Draco’s earlobe down the length of his neck. He raised his wand over the wound and Draco sucked in a sharp breath between his teeth as his skin began to stitch back together. Remus should have been relieved that the injury was shallow enough that it merely needed a healing charm and not dittany, but instead he resumed his place towering over Sirius as he worked.