she's screaming and you don't know what to do. Her screams are coming from the upstairs of your manor, you're not supposed to feel pity, you're not supposed to feel sympathy but you do, despite yourself. Dolohov was sent upstairs to do whatever he wants with her, a filthy mudblood, they called her. Another agonizing scream and her cries echoes through the manor, you knew it was rebellious but you stood up nonetheless to safe the girl you used to hate