Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or any of it. This is simply someone who is an avid Death Eater being overly depressed at book 7 being close. sob


Lord Voldemort,

Our defeat is upon us. We can't escape it, no matter how those who are left struggle with our situation. Master, you know we will not betray you. To our dying breath we will never surrender. We few who are left who have never truly left you will never forget your memory. Your mission becomes ours, and our children's and our children's children's. Though many will drift away, we will remain strong. We have loved you, hated you, wished you ill, and ended back where we belong. By your side. Take comfort in the fact that no matter how this ends, if our predictions turn true or if they are false, that you will not be forgotten. None of us will. Because we are the ones that stood up against the masses that called themselves "good" and never flinched once.

I know it is unlikely I will not survive the coming battle, so I leave this to you as my last words. Pass them on to my family should this occur.

Your faithful servant,
Angilina