His one remaining eye looking like it was glowing with magic and rage, Harry’s entire body was shrouded by his cloak, making him seem like some sort of nightmare that not even the most foul of Dark wizards would ever wish upon their enemies. Serpent Slayer resting over his shoulder, the only sound besides Goyle’s quivering was the small droplets of gore that fell from the blade onto the floor. Harry smirked as he looked down at Goyle. For almost the entirety of his life at Hogwarts, Goyle had been one of his worst bullies. He had been a lapdog for Malfoy, being the muscle to reinforce the former Slytherin Prince’s will alongside Crabbe. Crabbe was killed during the Massacre when he burned in the Room of Requirement and Harry killed Malfoy four years ago along with the rest of his family. Goyle was just the last one left.