"Not really," Harry said hesitantly. He looked down at his bare arms where some of the exploding rock had left little red marks, but he could hardly feel it. "He pointed his wand at me and told me to get out, so I did." He grimaced as realisation dawned. "That was silly, wasn't it," he sighed. "I shouldn't have run. I prob'ly should have gone to Mr Weasley's like Ginny said." He thought again. "No, I prob'ly should have fought him, only I don't have a wand yet."