His eyelids fluttered at the warm touch of her hand on his forehead, his body twitching when her hand lingered.
"I don't need any help. Not from you," he practically spit the words out, jerking his head away from her and wrenching his eyes open to glare at both of them. "Get out," he added, his hand flying up to backhand her across the face.
NO! NO! NO!
His eyes rolled back in his head and he crumpled to the floor in the next second, the inner battle now too much to even keep the body upright.
"Too...strong...here...home," Ron managed before he was shunted deeper once again.