"You know," he started quietly, "I thought, once upon a time, that maybe you could be saved in this life. Maybe, you could be turned from the path you were on and become a better person. But I know now, that I was wrong," he tipped his wand forwards and levelled it with Crabbe’s face, "you are beyond salvation," Crabbe whimpered, "and the thing I don’t think you’ve considered is that, at my core, I’ve always had a dark side," Draco pressed the tip of his wand into the charred flesh of Crabbe’s cheek, and Crabbe let out a pained cry and tried to arch away, "I may not be a follower of the Dark Lord, but I’m not some idealistic Gryffindor refusing to dip my toe in the dark either. I’m a Slytherin through and through, and you’ve hurt someone I love, and you’re threatening to hurt them further," he let out a shuddering breath, and allowed a small flame to emanate from the tip of his wand - Crabbe screamed, "I am going to hurt you now, and you can scream all you like," he said more loudly now over Crabbe’s howls of pain, "because no one is going to hear you and I’m  not going to stop. I am going to make it so that you can never hurt Harry again,"