Disclaimer- I did not write Harry Potter. All the stuff you recognize is JK's. Not mine. All the stuff you don't recognize is mine.
You have to realize that none of this is my fault. It wasn't my idea. It was his. He told me I had to. So I did. You have to understand that he would have killed me. That I had no choice. He would have killed me.
I know their lives are more important than mine in you eyes. But, Harry lived didn't he? Because they were so great. I didn't want them to DIE; but it was either me or them.
Sirius said once that he would have died to save them. That no matter what he would have gone through it to save them. He's lucky. I am a spineless follower. I know that. I am a tool. I am a rodent. I am a rat.
I have ruined enough lives. I have ruined my own life. The only one of us left is a creature. I am no longer a Marauder. As soon as I went to the Dark Lord I broke all of the Marauder's Codes at once. Padfoot, Prongs and Wormtail are all dead. Two in reality, one just has no soul.
I am done. I have no purpose in this life. I have the choice to live as a slave and live under constant fear or to stop my dead existence myself.
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