Presently, hearing her screams as they tore through the manor walls only heightened his need for escape. Was it her he could hear - or an illusion Voldemort had created to torture him once again. The bond inside him knew she was near and he was seconds away from having her there in his sights where no one could stop him from tearing the person causing her pain into paper thin shreds and setting fire to the wind as they blew away.