Slowly walking, I made my way towards Harry. He was knocked back and landed next to the fountain. There was an increasing clamor as more people arrived and others recovered. Once I was next to Harry, I held my right hand, specifically, to help him up. "Harry, you make it very hard to protect you, you know that?" A small chuckle from me at the end would hopefully convey that I didn’t fault him for wanting to act. It’s what I would have done.