The End Of Evil

He'd never felt so angry before in his entire life. Not even the anger he felt at losing his parents could surpass the anger he was feeling now. Everything around him seemed to dim and just fade away. All he wanted to do was beat Harrison to a bloody pulp. In fact, he wanted to beat him until he just disintegrated into nothing.

"You son of a bitch!" he exploded. Where the hell was everyone? He turned to Ginny. "And you! How can you just—Are you out—"

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP BEFORE I KILL YOU!" Harrison shouted.

Still bound up, Ginny continued to sob. She really didn't want to marry Harrison but what else could she do? If she refused, all of the people she cared about would end up badly hurt. At least… At least she could say she did everything for the man she loved.

"You promised… Let us go," Ginny's voice was so quiet that she had to repeat herself.

Harrison didn't move but continued to stare down at her. Ginny avoided his gaze. She was afraid of what she would see. She couldn't look at Draco either… She heard rustling and Draco stood.

"I… I love you," she whispered but only she could hear.

Harrison knelt down and began to untie her. Slowly he took her hand and pulled her up. She looked at him to see that he was smirking. She looked away, disgusted.

Draco turned away from her. His hands clenched tightly into fists. He tried to regain his calm but it was failing. Harry, Neville, Ron all passed out on the floor… Ginny talking to Harrison… Where was Hermione?

"I'm glad," Harrison's cold voice broke through his thoughts, "you decided to marry me." And in a low voice, he added, "Instead of that scumbag."

Before he knew it, Draco snapped. Surrendering to the hot flames of anger that was surrounding him. He didn't know what—or how it happened but the next thing he knew, he was straddling Harrison, throwing several punches at him.

"You. Deserve. To. Die," Draco grunted with every punch.

"STOP! STOP DRACO—"

"SHUT UP!"

His hand soaked with blood, Draco continued to hit Harrison directly in the face. All his pent up anger was finally being released and it felt good. Every time his fist collided with Harrison's face, his anger slowly diminished.

Unfortunately, Harrison managed to push him away with the little strength he could muster. His face dripping with blood, Harrison kicked. He grabbed a pipe lying on the ground and began to beat him. Ginny quickly lunged forward, putting herself between them.

"G-get out of the way," Harrison demanded as anger burned in his eyes.

"Y-you promised! You promised you'd let them—"

"Don't make me hurt you, Ginny," Harrison shook his head. He slowly lifted up the pipe he held in his hands. "One…"

"No," Draco rasped lifting up a quivering hand. "No, don't…"

"Two…"

Ginny stared him in the eye. She wasn't afraid of him… She shut her eyes tight, preparing herself for what was to come and horrible pain. As soon as the word "three" had left Harrison's mouth, the pipe collided with the side of Ginny's head, emitting a loud disgusting crack. Draco watched in horror as Ginny fell to the floor, blood trickling down her face.

Weak, his vision hazy, Draco crawled over to Ginny, worry masking his face. Had he caused her death? Tears falling from his eyes, he took her pulse. Good, she was still alive… But it was faint.

"Look what you made me do, but no matter," Harrison said coolly. "Ginny's a type of girl that likes to please everyone… She'll still marry me once she's got herself all fixed up."

Draco's anger began to rise again. Harrison was going to pay and he, Draco Malfoy, was going to make him pay. He rose slowly, eyeing the pipe Harrison held. Where was the wand? He spotted the second one tucked away at Harrison's back pocket.

"You're too weak to fight me. Not only that, but how long has it been since you used magic?" Harrison chuckled. "Just go back to Azkaban. Look around you!"

Draco stared him in the eye. Stupid mind games weren't going to work.

"All of those you care so much about are dying or possibly dead, because of you! Your return has brought nothing but peril into their lives!"

"Shut up. I'm going to kill you like I did your stupid pathetic parents," Draco shot back.

"You really think you can? You've got nothing on you, except your weak body."

Where was the other wand? He licked his lips nervously. He had nothing to fight with. Frowning, he scanned the room. There was another pipe… But it seemed too far out of his reach. He couldn't get it in time, could he?

This is for you, Ginny, he thought before running and lunging for the pipe. He heard a whistle, immediately recognizing it as someone swinging a bat or some sort. Harrison. Thinking quickly, Draco rolled over, the end of the pipe in Harrison's hand slamming down where he used to be. He quickly got up, just in time to block the next blow.

Draco continued to block each hit, thinking of how to fight properly. He wasn't exactly good at weapon-to-weapon combat. Especially pipe to pipe combat.

"Okay," he grunted, blocking another hit. "I've seen this on TV. I can do this… I hope."

He ducked from the next swing and swept Harrison off his feet. Laughing, Draco tried to hit Harrison but he was too quick. Harrison was back on his feet, swinging the pipe about him. Draco ducked again, this time, landing a blow on the side of Harrison's body. As Harrison gasped for air, Draco kicked him down.

"Not so tough now, are—" Harrison's pipe hit him strongly on the cheek, sending him to the floor. Draco rolled around on the floor in pain.

Draco lost grip of the pie. Harrison, seeing that his foe couldn't attack, began to beat him brutally with the pipe. A loud crack filled the room, followed by a scream of agony. Harrison had broken Draco's arm.

Harrison threw the pipe aside. It was time to put an end to this. He took out his hand, and grinning, pointed it at Draco.

"It was a pleasure beating you senseless. I'll be sure to tell Ginny of your slow gruesome death," Harrison laughed. "So long."

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Draco opened one eye as soon as he felt Harrison fall limply on top of him. What had happened? Opening his other eye, he looked around. Harrison was dead. But who—

"Hermione!" Draco exclaimed finally seeing the woman with her wand in her hand. She rushed over and pushed Harrison's body away.

"Your arm," she shook her head. He could tell she was trying to hold back her tears.

"Ginny," Draco winced as he tried to sit up. Hermione held him down. "Tend to her. I'm all right."

Hermione nodded and got up. She rushed to the red haired woman and took her pulse. She was still alive.

"I've called for help, they should—"

Several pops erupted in the room and Draco found himself staring into the eyes of Remus Lupin. Around them was the whole crew of The Order. Lupin and Luna helped him up. She looked terrified. Had she seen Neville yet?

"Sick, sadistic bastard," she mumbled.

"Try not to move so much. You've got one heck of a cut," Lupin said to him.

Draco watched as Harry and Ron; and Neville's bodies were picked up and they disappeared into puffs of smoke. He glanced at Ginny's limp body before she too disappeared.

He laughed wearily. It was over. It was all over.

He was free.

"Draco?" Luna's voice echoed and she became a blur. "Draco!"

He saw her worried expression clearly before being engulfed by pure darkness.