Eponine groaned as she was flung to the floor and then dragged over to the window by Howard, though not a sound actually escaped her lips. Inside, she panicked that Howard was going to hurt her, and it was almost a relief when she heard Draco's voice hissing in her mind for her to cry. Tears began to slip down from her blank eyes.

"Monsieur, please do not hurt me. Don't kill me, Monsieur." She parroted Draco's impression of her, her voice rising slightly higher than normal, gaining a slight twang of well-formed words instead of missing the odd letter from a word as she usually did.

But still, even amidst the shattering glass, she reached for Howard, raking her nails as hard as she could down him, tearing his clothes as she did so. His blood covered her face, especially round her mouth and her yellow eyes bulged as her swipes became more and more frantic.