Clip. Done.
Clip. The war is really over.
Clip. Free.
Clip. I don't have to go to Azkaban.
Clip. Why? Clip. I should be in there for the rest of my life paying for the despicable things I did, acting like I enjoyed it even if it made me ill.
Clip. How? Clip. I don't suppose it matters.
Snip, snip. All this fame for my 'sacrifice', from those that tormented me since before I set foot in school.
Bzzzzzz. At least I won't be recognized anymore. This is the first step, shedding this curtain I have hidden behind my entire life. Now, just the trip to the muggle airport.
Finally I can escape. Finally I can be free. Finally I can truly live.