"Now that I’ve drank three bottles of water, perhaps she’ll release the charm and clear me to leave. Wish me luck." Hermione watched as Harry walked over to Laurel, flashing her a large charming smile as he approached. She doubted even the Saviour’s charm could coerce Laurel into doing anything. Unlike the man sitting next to her. She’s pretty sure if he exhaled with authority, she’d be on her knees in front of him before he could blink. Shaking the thought out of her head she glanced down at the last remaining infographic on her sleeve. It had transitioned to a brilliant green, indicating that Malfoy’s vitals, including his core body temperature, had all returned to normal ranges. 