She screeched, her body shaking from the intensity of his wand pressing against the side of her head. His wand fluctuated for a split second before the magic spewed from its tip, sending waves of antagonizing fire into her brain. Her eyes sealed shut as her fingernails dug into the wood of the chair, her muscles tensing. He started off in the cell, pushing to get farther back. Her skull was being torn apart, her walls shattering. He rammed his way in without a care for the destruction that would come when he was finished. If he would ever stop.