"You're not," Charlie reprimanded gently, as he caught hold of Lia's left hand and placed his wand tip against the edge of her grazes to start repairing them. Little cuts and grazes he could heal without a second thought.
"I'm looking for Bill. No one's seen him since the fire but he.. he wasn't staying in the pub so-" Charlie cut himself off and stared down at Lia's fingers, "What about you?"