"So? I'm not killing him, am I?" yelled Crabbe, throwing off Draco's restraining arm. "But if I can, I will, the Dark Lord wants him dead anyway, what's the diff — ?" Draco snatched at his beefy arm again, going for his wand. As he tugged at the bigger boy Crabbe lost his balance, and a jet of scarlet light shot past, missing Crabbe's head. Granger had run around the corner and sent a stunning spell.