Introduction
And there you are you Muggles, honouring your saviour's name and you Witches and Wizards, worshiping your hero. How dare you calling him a hero? Because he killed the one you feared? But what's wrong with that? He was the bad guy after all; he was nothing but a killer, a tyrant, right? He had no feelings!
And there is the major mistake, the lie you all believe in like it was a religion. But you still deserve to know the truth before we take over your world. The truth is that there was a Lady Voldemort. She was like the whisper of the wind: we could feel her presence without really knowing she was there. She was like a dash of cinnamon: unnoticeable, but still making the big difference. She was, still is and will always be Lady Emma Voldemort née Beauregard aka…me