Susan tried to get up, but she was too winded. The death eater came up to her and she felt a body bind slapped onto her even as she dodged a little out of the way. It was enough, as she felt her legs were still free. She pretended to lie there fully bound, even as he tried to talk as if he was chatting her up. Merlin, was this twat stupid or something. He sounded foreign, even if he looked like he should still be in school.
Whatever had him just standing there, she sneered at him. "You talk to all the ladies like this?" she replied.
But as he hesitated, she found the strength to swing one leg up and over, aiming clear for where she knew a heavy duty boot could do the most damage, and hearing a very satisfying sound as her boot hit soft tissue.