"Let go of me," Susan gritted through her teeth as she tried to jerk her arm away. There was fire in her eyes now. She tried to figure a way to get her wand out of her shoulder bag, tucked under the arm Lestrange wouldn't let go. That was stupid; she should have had it someplace she could have grabbed it quickly.
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