The baby gave a kick, as if in response. She focused on that, taking a few deep breaths, and pointed her wand at the desk. Her hand shook a bit; she knew the words to destroy it, but it was like they were stuck in her throat.
She was suddenly overcome with a desire to turn to Ferlen and hit him with the spell for trying to make her do this. But that was an action she would regret... and so was this. Her wand flicked towards Ferlen for a few moments as she thought about this, then resolutely back at the desk. "Expulso," she said, before she could change her mind.
The desk exploded into pieces, and she was overcome again with the desire to curse Ferlen. "Ferlen... leave. I don't want to hurt you." She was pointing her wand at the bookshelf, shaking as she battled with her will.
His words were touching her emotions- which remained behind closed doors. Her breath quickened as she struggled not to hit him with a Cruciatus Curse, her wand still pointed at the bookshelf. One of three things were going to happen: she was going to hurt Ferlen, destroy the Dark items, or give up.
She couldn't stand to hear another word from him- he needed to leave. She had enough self-control left to change the spell as she whipped toward him, her gaze black as she pointed her wand. Stupefy, she chanted silently.