"Wand," Harry whispered, patting at Malfoy’s shoulder. The only reason they hadn’t been mauled yet was because they’d caught the beast by surprise; a gift that would not last long. "Wand," he hissed again when Malfoy didn’t move. "Wand. Wand. Wand! Malfoy give me your bloody wand!" A wand was pressed into his hand. 