1. I don't own HP, all rights and respect goes to JKR. This is slash, OOC, lemons and some bad language. Plot from the beginning doesn't agree with JKR version. Dumbledore bashing.

At first I noticed your eyes. They were dark warm chocolate when you looked at her. You weren't hiding – simply looking from the shadows of Forbidden Forest when she laughed with Potter, Black and other fools. None of your muscle was moving but your eyes were so alive and passionate. I decided then to make you join me no matter the price. I wanted to make you feel this way, to look only at me.

Forever.

So you joined me after I promised you power, wealth and laboratory with rarest ingredients. I gave you that and villas all over the world, dozens of students who really admired you. You even created several new potions for me.

I noticed that you don't like torturing and didn't kill ordinary, crying Muggles. You liked finding husbands who abused their family, uncaring single mothers and murder them. You killed and left them in disgraceful poses so that other part of family would be free from guilt or sympathy for them. And I let you do what you like because when you returned from them, your eyes had secret light and a small smile was on your lips sometimes.

These days you were satisfied, even happy. Once or twice a week I came to you for a glass of wine and we talked lazily about your plans, my vision of the world, the future. You even smiled for me, and twice let me hold your hand and once – stroke your cheek. My heart was beaming with happiness.

When you reported about prophecy which endangered me I fell in love with you over again. I dared to believe you really cared about me. I send my most savage Death Eaters to destroy her family and even went there myself.

And I lost. Everything, everyone. I lost my body, power, many followers. You.

You returned to old fool, to teach stupid teenagers. And turned away from me. Completely. You weren't responding to my calls in your mind, your houses which I gave you weren't allowing me to enter. And what really hurt and frightened me was the light in your eyes. It was gone.