Tiptree nodded at Draco and Krum, letting their arms go and spinning on the spot, snapping away again, and Draco shuddered at the thought of apparating so many times in a row. He'd always bloody hated it; could never get used to the sensation. He staggered off into the trees that lined the road, away from the bobbing lights of the others" lumos charms, and hunched over, pressing his balled up fist into his stomach and struggling not to throw up. A hand rubbed firmly over his back and Draco flinched at the touch.