This is my first fanfiction on here. It's a one shot and (sorry) it isn't long.
Voldermort looked into the blinding green eyes of his assassin.
It isn't over. I will be immortal.
Immortality never seemed so short to him.
Immortality lasted forever so why does it feel like it was ending.
He looked back at Harry Potters eyes. They looked remarkably like Lilly Potters eyes.
He remembers the eyes of everyone he has every killed. Some stronger than others. But yet he can recall all of them. He can recall the light leaving their eyes. He has tried many times to forget them. But it's like they are burnt upon his memory, A human part of him ,long forgotten, trying to force itself upon him.
I wonder if Harry will remember my eyes.
Then he felt the full power of the curse hit him.
So this is what it felt like to...
Then he saw everyone he had every stole life from. Not just the people he had personally killed he also saw the people his followers killed. The deaths he coursed. He saw people who wheren't dead but existing. As good as dead.
'Some people think Voldermort felt remorse when he died.'
But the truth was he wished for death. Or anything to stop the never ending list of people he had killed.
When the end came for Tom he didn't ask for forgiveness. He just greeted the eternal silence. He greeted the thought that he never had to look upon those eyes again.
'We know that Voldermort will never accept death even in the after life.'
Tom Marvolo Riddle didn't accept death even when he knew it was the end.