The Consequence Of Power

The End.

Draco buried Rhiannon's body where her parents were buried, it was the place where she wanted to be in the afterlife. The roses on her parent's grave were still blooming, they never died. Rhiannon's power was so strong, so unique even death was confused by her. He gave his final goodbye, putting the ring he was going to purpose for her with on her cold finger. He stood in front of the freshly piled dirt that laid above her body, six feet under his true love lied forever. He walked away but stopped when he heard a sound from behind, he turned around, tears in his eyes and they were met with red roses growing up from the fresh dirt of her grave. More tears leaked down her cheeks "I love you, my beautiful red rose, my Rhiannon" He whispered then walked away once again, no turning back this time. After some weeks had passed after killing all the death eaters, the Dark Lord died shortly after Rhiannon did. Draco started to hunt Pansy down last, she had been hiding ever since she murdered Rhiannon and she had no idea who was coming for her. He scouted where she would hide, there was no place in the world far enough to escape him. He wanted her dead so badly, sometimes the excitement of thinking about her death made him forget the regret and despair he was in, only for awhile. He eventually found her after a few weeks when she decided to come home to see her family, he waited until it was dark and she was asleep. He snuck into her room, black cloak and dagger in hand, the same one he used to murder the others who hurt Rhiannon, he grabbed her wand so she couldn't fight him. He wanted her defenceless. He sat down on the chair facing her bed across the room, tears never stopped ever since it happened. Pansy started to wake up, she must have felt his presence, she sat up and stared at the black figure sitting in the chair "Hello?" Her voice was rasp and frightened. He lit the lantern next to him and took down the hood, revealing his bloodshot eyes and the fresh blood splattered on his face "Draco? what are you doing here? is that blood?" He laughed "You know why I am here. It's funny really, how you think you were going to get away with killing the person I worshiped, who I loved" He wiped the tears off his face and stood up "Draco, I had to do it! she had you under a spell! dont you see, I saved you, I saved us" He quickly walked over to Pansy and grabbed her throat, searching for her eyes and they hit her soul, his eyes weren't that beautiful grey anymore, they were black. He squeezed, a smile formed as he heard her trying to gasp for air "Us? There was never us. You destroyed me because I didn't love you. How pathetic" He tilted his head, still smiling at her discomfort and fear. "My parents will barge in here and kill you with all this noise" He laughed again and took his hand off her throat "That reminds me" He grabbed the back of her hair and drug her out of bed, opening the door, her screams echoed the halls, screams for her parents "I want to show you something" He shoved her into their room and her eyes met the dead bodies of her parents "They won't hear you" Her cries became louder and his smile grew "You feel that? That's how I felt when you killed Rhiannon. They are lucky I did it fast, you let Rhiannon suffer and you made her feel like she was alone" He pushed her back into her bedroom and she pressed her back against her bedpost, shaking with fear "Please, I did it because I had to, the Dark Lord needed her dead, I couldn't fail him, unlike you!" He walked up to her and lifted her chin with the dagger "Your Dark Lord is dead. You destroyed the last Horcrux. The only thing that kept him alive was Rhiannon and you killed her, you killed your Lord" Her jaw dropped, confusion entered her head "What? no. That can't be! hes dead?"
"You have no idea what you have done, everything you did backfired, harshly, you destroyed everything, Pansy. After I kill you that will be the end of death eaters, the end of the suffering she went through, what I went through" He glided the blade down to her stomach "This is where you stabbed her, where you hurt her beautiful body, made her bleed" He sucked back tears from picturing the horrific scene of his love being tourted "Draco, please don't, I am so sorry for what I did. I just love you and I wanted us to be happy, I thought-" He stabbed her in the stomach, Pansy squealed as she tried to pull his hand away "I hate you, you took everything from me!" He yelled as he twisted the blade, putting his hand behind her head to make her look into his eyes "I want you to suffer, to pay for what you did, but even this won't fix what you have done to me"
"Draco-" Her voice was quiet, scared and shivery. He pulled out the blade as Pansy fell backward onto her bed, he hovered over her as she struggles to breathe "This is not my revenge, this is Rhiannon's revenge. For everything she went through because of that stupid mark that you so badly wanted," He lifted the dagger above her and shoved it into her chest, right into her heart, he chose to stay silent, he just wanted to hear her struggle, hear her final breath. Pansy was now dead, he grabbed her arm and carved "Puremud" Into her arm like he had done to multiple evil death eaters before her that he killed. He carved them like they carved his poor Rhiannon. He left the house, standing in front of it and held up his wand "Incendio" He said as flames shot out and ignited the house in front of him. He turned around, putting the hood back on and walked away into the foggy night.

............ Five Years Later............

Time went on after Rhiannon's death. It was a painful process, Hermione ended up marrying Ron and Harry met a girl named Ginny, Ron's little sister. Hermione never got over her death, she even sometimes saw Rhiannon in her dreams, she thought it's a way of Rhiannon communicating from beyond the grave. Draco also never learned to live without Rhiannon, he stopped contacting Hermione and the others a year after her death, he moved out of his parent's home and found somewhere secluded in a forest, he was never found by enforcement after he murdered over 300 death eaters. He would have nightmares every night, seeing Rhiannon's bloody corpse in his arms, he was haunted by red roses now. Draco would see Rhiannon's spirit roam his home but she never stayed for him to say he missed her, even though she was dead, she never stopped living for them. Draco grew tired of the quietness, the nightmares and loneliness he felt from her absence after all these years. He killed himself to be with her, he slit his wrist that had his dark mark. As he laid there with his wrist slit, he had a vision of Rhiannon, standing in a field that went on forever, in a white dress, her long beautiful black hair. She stood there like she was waiting for him to come to her again, his eyes faded out and she turned to face him with a smile and her bright green eyes invited him back to her. He did it for her, when he died seeing that vision he knew he would be with her again, that's all he ever wanted was to be with her, the moment he saw her walk into the Great Hall the day she was sorted, the day his lips finally touched hers in that forest. Draco died of a broken heart. All he ever wanted was to be with her, forever and always.