She pursed her lips, producing her wand from her pocket. It had taken time for her to get used to a wand of her own, especially since it obeyed her so easily, unlike Tom's. But now, it had become a part of her, an extension of her magic and her limb. It was just as much her as her hair or her eyes, and she did not hesitate to bury the tip of it sharply under Billy's chin, so deep that it it was no longer visible from the indent it made on his flesh.