He kept a firm grip on her hand as she swayed and instantly put an arm around her when she leaned toward him. "Bloody hell, Hermione," Ron started, watching her cautiously, "why didn't you go straight to the hospital after you were attacked?" Was she completely off her bird?
"Here," he started, shifting a little so that his arm was completely around her waist, "just lean on me, yeah? It'll be all right."