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This is just a taste of a fic I've begun. If people potentially enjoy these... three paragraphs and let me know, I'll continue.
I hate love! It doesn't matter the sort, I hate it all! People who believe in it—live for it even, are fools. Sure that is all my father showed me, but where did it get him? That's right, thrown into Azkaban. That wasn't even for love he felt for me, but for Voldemort.
I don't love Voldemort with the same loyalty my father did. However I will never disobey him. I know both of their limits and potential powers... his and my father's goals—Death to those whom must be punished.
They believe in a pure, clean, and untainted wizarding world. Why don't others see that as well? All filthy mudbloods must be rid of. In my father's failure, I will be ready for what the Dark Lord asks of me. Anything he asks of me. I am not weak and I will not be caught off guard... defeated by a petty boy with a famous scar...
I am ready.
This is just a taste of a fic I've begun. If people potentially enjoy these... three paragraphs and let me know, I'll continue.
I hate love! It doesn't matter the sort, I hate it all! People who believe in it—live for it even, are fools. Sure that is all my father showed me, but where did it get him? That's right, thrown into Azkaban. That wasn't even for love he felt for me, but for Voldemort.
I don't love Voldemort with the same loyalty my father did. However I will never disobey him. I know both of their limits and potential powers... his and my father's goals—Death to those whom must be punished.
They believe in a pure, clean, and untainted wizarding world. Why don't others see that as well? All filthy mudbloods must be rid of. In my father's failure, I will be ready for what the Dark Lord asks of me. Anything he asks of me. I am not weak and I will not be caught off guard... defeated by a petty boy with a famous scar...
I am ready.