She ran for him, deflecting and dodging various coloured jets of light as she made her way across the cavernous foyer, dropping to her knees at his side. She cast a quick diagnostic charm which showed his spinal cord was, mercifully, fine, but lit up the inside of his skull. Hermione cursed to herself; he likely had a concussion and it would be too dangerous to try and Apparate him anywhere else in the house until he at least gained consciousness. She cast the few healing spells she knew, which seemed to help slightly, but she was very wary of trying anything else as brains were best left to experienced healers.  