For half a second, Lily entertained the idea that this could work — she could distract her whilst Harry got people out. But then she froze, tightened her grip, spoke words that sent ice down Lily’s spine.
“Harry — get to the cages!” she yelled, her pretense slipping just as easily as Annie’s had. She yanked her arm up and away, taking a few fast steps backwards, not expecting to be released from her grip but trying to use it to draw her away from her captives.