Hermione was screaming again: the sound went through Harry like physical pain. Barely conscious of the fierce prickling of his scar, he too started to run around the cellar, feeling the walls for he hardly knew what, knowing in his heart that it was useless. "What else did you take, what else? Answer me! CRUCIO!" Hermione’s screams echoed off the walls upstairs, and Ron was half sobbing as he pounded the walls with his fists.