"Fisk," he supplied immediately. "Dorian Fisk." If her sisters had been nearby, why hadn't they come running when she had passed out in his arms? No sibling of his was capable of ignoring the commotion of a loose horse and an unconscious woman, except perhaps Leo. And even Leo was more observant than he usually let on.

"You lost consciousness in my arms, Miss Potts. When no one came to help I brought us here to St. Mungo's. I apologize for taking you so far from Hogsmeade, but the risk of splinching was less here."