For a few moments, Stan was quiet, just leaning against her. Quietly he added, "Pomfrey is good. You can see my back later, but it doesn't hurt." It just pulled a little, like the fading scars on his palm he never bothered to finish healing.
"And don't be sorry. This was Ollie's cock-up." It might have been Millicent out there in that trap. Or Perks, or Boot, or Smith. It could have been Stan. Wordlessly, Stan wrapped an arm around her.