THEO!!! Blaise's panicked yell came in too late. Theodore had burst through the doors, right behind the Aurors, powering through the hands trying to grip on his robes.

Some girls screamed, scrambling away in fear. Theo, though, didn't care. He went straight for Crouch's throat; fingers gripping on the slimy man's neck in a death grip. For months, he'd struggled without her, yearned for her and searched for her. Without rest, without stopping, without peace; how could he? His entire life was taken away by this man,

His voice was deadly, hoarse and calm; too calm to be in a house that was being descended with chaos, with secrets being uncovered one by one.

WHERE. IS. SHE.