He hadn't meant for her to use his wand. He opened his mouth to tell her as much, but before he could speak the shield charm was raised and the pressure on his limbs was gone. In a seemingly backwards effect, his arms collapsed underneath him, causing him to fall on top of her, his torso covering hers.

He didn't stay for long. He rolled over with a groan and brought his hands to the sides of his heads, startled by how lightheaded and exhausted he felt only after moments of being assaulted by the wind and rain.

Wind and rain that wasn't over yet, he had to remind himself, as just outside the shield charm the wind and rain ravaged the hallway around them. The entire building was shaking now, and it reminded him eerily of the way the boat had shaken and swayed before the water began to rise all those month ago. He sat up and drew his hands down his face, neck and over his torso, not realizing that he was bleeding from somewhere until he noticed the red streaks of blood on his palms.

"Normal storm don't do this," he panted, trying to push himself onto his feet despite his discomfort. He held a wand out to her, not making it clear whether he wanted her hand or his wand.

(Either would do, as long as it got them out of here faster.)

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