With her voice heavy with emotion, Ginny whispered that she loved him as she ran out of the door with her daughter. Once the repaired and rehung door clicked shut behind her, the atmosphere in the house changed. While he'd been able to show some strength while Ginny and the girl he claimed as his daughter were present, his resolve cracked. Even with his hands and feet tightly bound to the chair, he was still trembling. If Hermione had him restrained in one of the locked side-rooms of Level Eleven, he wouldn't last long. It was almost unsporting to hurt him.