His wrist crack loudly, bending his hand to the side as it stopped responding and Malfoy screamed; Harry huffed, a hand moving to his enemy’s neck and squeezing harshly, shoving the spluttering man into a nearby wall so fast and hard that the back of his head cracked against the stone. Harry’s other hand found the now limp wrist, grabbing at it and tugging on it carelessly, enjoying the way Malfoy’s throat released another scream.