A/N: I'm not sorry to say that this is the last chapter. It's been fun, but I'm glad to be done with it. Thanks to everybody who's reviewed. I really do appreciate it. See you around.
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But I don't really hate any of them anymore, except maybe Rodolphus. Hate is not as strong as love, no matter what anyone says. I drowned my hatred for them in my love for you and Ted. Silly, isn't it? I could have had anything I wanted, but I chose to be a blood traitor.
When you were little, I tried to keep you away from it. I didn't tell you about my family, only about your muggle relatives. I still don't know if that was right or not, but what's done is done.
I used to regret having left them, but then you were born. That was when I knew I'd done the right thing. You're not like them. You're rare and wonderful and beautiful, and I love you, Dora.
I don't know how this is going to end. I don't know if my family will be praised or vilified for what they've done. But you have a right to know about their world, and about my part in it. You deserve to know who they really were, who I was. That's why I wrote this for you.