It always had to be one thing after another, Trevor thought, watching as the guard he'd just finished chewing out laid his cousin down on the couch. There really wasn't a need to yell at him, he'd done what was expected of him and nothing else. Still, he was cranky at the mere prospect of the ensuing conversation and it made him feel slightly better.
He watched the bloke leave before pulling out his wand and looking back at his unconscious cousin. "Ennervate," he muttered, pointing the wand at her. "Ver?"