Harry leaned over the basin. This was it. This was the end and he wasn't scared. He was happy. He grabbed his knife and placed it on his left wrist. He would die cleanly. A simple slit. A tear rolled down Harry's cheek as he embedded the knife into his flesh. A tear of joy.

It will end soon. Do not worry. It will soon end.

Harry lay down. He didn't want to fall and hurt his head, you see.

You will join you parents Harry. You will be happy. For the first time in your life you shall be truly happy.

Harry shut his eyes. He saw the world disappearing.

Voldemort can no longer use you. We have won.

Harry did not know who the voice belonged to but he liked it. It was a happy thought that it would be the last thing he ever heard.

Harry? Do you know who I am? It doesn't matter. I have to say thank you Harry. Now that you are destined for death I have won. You see, now I can use you even more then I did before. I can use you with faith that you cannot be killed. Do you remember the day in the lake Harry? That was real. It was no dream. There you told me that I could have you. You are mine. You will become weak. A lost soul I daresay. And I shall use you as my slave. I shall rule the world Harry. Thank you. After all these years of trying to kill you, you have done it for me Harry. Of course I was the voice in your head telling you to do it, but as naïve as you are, you believed that it was your mind. Your mind is mine now Harry. I shall control it like I will control everything else. With you gone I shall win, because you were the only one who could kill me. You should of listened to Professor Trelawney Harry. Now. I am going to tell you the last thing that you will ever hear. You have brought the downfall of mankind. Why did you think that Dumbledore had you followed? To keep you from death. Yes, Harry. But now you are an inch from death. Now, hear this Harry. You want to know who I am? I shall tell you.

Harry felt a burning in his scar as he lost consciousness.

I am lord Voldemort.