The two young duelists were now fighting with pure anger, unforgivable curses being thrown back and forth. Hermione had taken some minor spells to her skin but hadn't taken enough damage to give up. Her rival was well matched to her skill but she was starting to notice that he had a pattern to his combat. All she needed to do was to defend herself until the window for the killing curse was open. The spells lit the hall as they continued to fight. Until it was there, her window to kill. He had hesitated slightly to defend himself and with speed and precision she sent her Curse into his underarm, the wave of green sending his body into a convulsing mess. The magic showing through his skin as it drained his life. he fell to his knees, screaming out. The veins in his neck darkened by the  forbidden magic. His scream fell to gasps and breaths as his chest hit the floor. Hermione stepped forward, intoxicated by the horror and death she had created. she knelt by her old friend and watched his eyes widen in fear. In his final moments he saw his mother, his father, his friends and family, his school, his home, his aunt and uncle who had never treated him well, and finally Hermione, kneeling over him. He could have sworn he could see the eyes of a demon in her skull. the horns of the Devil himself protruding through her darkened hair. Worst of all he saw a grin on her face, cruel and sinister staring back at him. a final gasp, followed by silence deemed the boy dead. Hermione stood up, turning to the crowd who were now applauding and cheering in their new found victory. Bellatrix was grinning ear to ear, seeing the young woman commit to the cause without fault as she had. 