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La Confession

*BANG*

I never thought dying would be like this. So..well..Painful. Always thought I would live to be well into my 80's before I passed on. Maybe even hit by an Avada Kadevra on the battlefield. Dying peaceful and fast. But not like this. Not like this at all.

Why I wandered into Muggle London will always escape my grasp. Nothing good as ever comes from those bloody Muggles. Yet, I went anyway. It was night and I was hurrying to get back to the Leaky Cauldron, so that I could Floo home. Home to my wife and child. The mugger I encountered had a different idea though. I didn't even have enough time to draw my wand to protect myself. He was holding this weird contraption, I saw one once in the Library back home. I think they called it a gun. Not really something I ever wanted to encounter, but encounter I did. He shot me point blank. No warning, gave no reason why. Just shot me right in the chest.

Now I'm laying here in the alley, blood seeping out of me fast. Life is leaving me fast, faster than I had imagined. I tried to call for help, but nobody heard my cries. But then again, I'm a Malfoy. We don't cry out unless necessary, Father made sure I learned this lesson early on. Always composed. Never show feelings. Showing those lower than us how Purebloods should act and behave. If you could see me now. Yes, Father, even in death I'm trying to make you proud. Hoping you won't be disappointed in me again.

And Mother. Mother, you always wanted what was good for me. From the beginning you took care of me, protected me. I will never forget the relief in your eyes when you saw me after Voldemort was defeated and could hold me in your arms again. I regret not being able to spend more time with you. I will always love you.

Speaking of regret. There is so much I regret doing. My whole sixth year was spent in regret. First in regret that I couldn't accomplish such an easy task as killing Dumbledore. Oh how I tried and failed over and over again. But then, when I had him cornered on the Astronomy Tower that regret I had, turned to regret of what I had done to myself. I had sold my soul to the devil. A devil with red eyes. But for what? For recognition? Power? Payback? I don't know.

But I regret letting the Deatheaters into the school, especially that filthy werewolf Greyback. I just want to apologize for it all. Wish I could have while I had a chance. I hope where I'm going I will find forgiveness for my wrong doings. Forgiveness for my failings, short comings.

I hope my wife and child will forgive me for leaving them behind like this. I hope they can keep me in good memory. My dear child, I'll never see you grow up, get your letter to Hogwarts, fall in Love, graduate, become the best wizard in the world. Well, maybe not in the whole world, but in my world. I know you will do well. You will succeed where I failed. Keep me in your thoughts. Always remember your father. I'll be watching over you from where ever I'm going. Hoping you will have a happy, wonderful life.

Sweetheart, my Love. My last moments on this earth will be spent thinking of you. I can feel I'm close now. Close to taking my last breath. Just remember one thing. I have and will always love you. More than anything in this world. There was still so much we wanted to do. Travel the world, maybe have another child. Oh yes, I would have liked that very much. Maybe a little girl. A little Princess for the Slytherin Prince. A princess to pamper and buy frilly dresses for. But not anymore.

Just promise me one thing. Just that one last wish of a dying man. Don't mourn over me too long. You deserve the best and I hate to see you upset. I'm not asking you to forget, but to move on eventually and find somebody again that you can love.

I will always love you…………