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Evil arise

"You evil guy, you would never have a good end to your life!" Harry pointed his wand at Voldermort. It was the battle between good and evil. People dead, people dying, people winning and people losing. The battlefield was at down in the Chamber of Secrets to reduce the number of innocent deaths. Yet there were still numerous numbers of unknown deaths everywhere.

"Ooh, Harry Potter, gonna kill me now?" Voldermort smiled. "You've certainly grown? How old are you, 10?"

"I'm 17 and I'm ready to kill you!" And he did. KABOOM. Harry's anger all came out at once and all the deatheater were all badly hurt. They had won; the good side had won. All were celebrating where they were standing. Ron and Hermione hurried across to Harry and embraced him. Harry dropped his wand and panted. He looked around, everyone on his side were too tired to even cheer, a lot were badly hurt and even the strongest of the people seemed so lifeless.

And all at once, the dark mark on the deatheaters disappeared and they all became evil dudes and dudesses that were not controlled and they fainted. At the same time, black smokes came out of the deatheater's head; it was a horrifying sight.

Harry of course was given the highest honors of all of defeating you-know-who, awarded the day after the fight by the Minster along with 30 thousand gallons. More money to his oh so big account.

Now the even more famous Harry Potter was the richest of all-them witches and wizards, the most powerful (so-called), the one with the biggest house and the one who had everything he wanted except for one. Her heart, Ginny's heart. Why am I so stupid? He thought. She was once in love with him, crazy about him once but now? No, she was over him, just when he was over crazy obsessed over her. To win her heart, how hard can it be? I can defeat Voldermort, why can't I win her heart? And that was his goal, to win her heart. Love is easier said then done.

But he found that he couldn't, whatever he did, give her chocolates, flowers and all those crappy love gifts, she just wouldn't take one notice. And the more she ignored him, the more he became parted from the outside world. He was outraged, inside him, was only her and breathing. He dared not tell anyone, in case they would laugh at him. Now he became a only friend with himself, ignoring Ron and Hermione, he was all dark and mad. Anyone who came across him and said or did something he didn't like, he would hex them or even kill them. He just couldn't understand how he could have everything but her. it just seems so unfair.

Meanwhile all that was happening inside Harry, the Ministry of Magic had an even harder time. Death was around, people in St. Mongo's were increasing by the number and all done by Harry. He was becoming infamous deeds are covering all his good deeds. The Ministry knew but as much as they wanted to know what was wrong, the more they could not get to him. He lived in the biggest, most grand castle/palace in the whole wizarding world, not hard to spot but it was all covered in jinxes that no one could undo or break through. They did not understand what was wrong and was afraid that there would be another Voldermort coming up. No one was happy for long since it was only 3 weeks before the Harry Potter became "evil".

All his friends were all scared of him, he could not talk, he would hurt them, and he just became so unlike the dude he was before. Ron, Hermione, Dean, Lavender, Parvil, Cho, Samuel, Luna, Neville and more were all so terrified that they all moved, far away from him leaving him with no friends. But he did not care, all he cared was what he wanted and he was lucky that she didn't move away, she was still living with Molly and Arthur.

He decided to take action, he just could not take it any longer he went to the Burrow and captured Ginny when Molly and Arthur was out, only leaving a note saying that Ginny was going to stay at his house for a few days. And of course she fought to escape but as he was the "most:" powerful wizard, he just easily shuted her up and carry her back to his royal home.

He un-shuted her up and lead her to the most royal, beautiful room in the whole castle, right next to his. She could not move.

"Ginny dear." He ran through her hair. "I'm so sorry I have to take you away from your family but please, why didn't you notice me? No answers, now you would be looked on by Draco Malfoy. Have a nice time and if you need anything, just ask Malfoy."

She was shocked out of her very brain, the boy who lived had captured her and told her worst enemy to look after her and have a nice day? Not in a thousand years would she have a nice day when she had an evil Harry on one side and a worse enemy on the other.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Ginny said, hurt. "I was your friend, we had our good times but why are you doing this to your friend?" Harry simply ignored her, how could she have not noticed after all those gifts?

Little did she know that when the war ended, Harry made all the remaining death eaters his servant/slave. Including Draco, Pansy, Snape, Narissa, Blaise etc.

"Yes Potter, what do you need," grinded a deep, handsome voice. Her head turned around, there stood Draco Malfoy, all beaten and with the sympathy she has, she actually feels pity for the guy. it was so weird, she never thought she could feel pity for a Malfoy after all they have done.

"Take good care of Miss. Weasley here and if you hurt her, you will suffer," and Harry left closing the door quietly.

"Did Harry did all these beatings to you?" It was her heart that spoke out for her. How can she feel sympathy for him?

"Yes, so what? Why do you care?" Draco sat down on her bed, scratching his un-gel blonde hair. Then a voice came from nowhere. "And yes Malfoy, you'll be sleeping in the small room next to her from now on." "Bastard," Draco said angrily. Ginny walked over to him and sat next to him.

"It must really hurt," she trailed down one of his wound down his arm softly with her fingertips not wanting to hurt him. From what she feels, she feels that under Harry's eye, everyone is the same, it doesn't really matter if you're in Gryffindor or Slytherein now.

"Your point is?" Draco looked at her with curiosity. Since when did anyone cared about him?

"How can he do these things?" Maybe he's not that bad after all, afterall, people change for the good don't they?

"You think I know? He's just a sick-minded mass murderer." Then Ginny started to cry, how could he do these things? He was a good friend, her brother's best friend, her Saviour.

"Why are you crying?" He suddenly said. Man he hated people crying.

She didn't answer him but put her head on his shoulders instead.