I now feel no guilt about my decision. Before, the whole fucking wizarding world looked up to me; depended on me. The burden… no one will ever understand how much of a burden it was. 'Mione once tried to tell me she understood, and she begged and pleaded. I remember looking down upon her, seeing tears stream from her eyes, yet feeling no emotion whatsoever. 'Harry, don't do this, I understand! I understand it's hard, your life has always been so hard, but just don't do this, it's not the right thing!' I coldly laughed, shaking my head. She didn't understand, no one did. And as I pointed my wand towards her fiancée, the man I used to be best friends with, I barely blinked as I muttered simple words, killing him instantly.

It's amazing… they actually expected me to stay on the Light side. After all the things they put me through, after nearly dying dozens of times, and after having everyone I ever loved ripped away from me. Every one of them had to be completely naïve and dumb to believe I could put up with it.

Now… now I am actually free. Nobody depends on me, and nobody sure as hell looks up to me anymore. I feel alive, more than ever. I know that I am the most powerful wizard there ever was, and I take pride in that, completely. I was fucking powerful enough to defeat that damned Dark Lord, and now I have taken his place – though I have instilled much more fear into witches and wizards than he ever did. He killed mercilessly, and he was vicious, but he never did so as I do. I am passionate about killing those around me, unlike Voldemort, it's not random killing – it's personal.

There is one though… one who doesn't fear me. He stays by my side, faithfully. He hasn't left me once in the years we've been together, and in return I gave him everything he could ever want. Draco Malfoy – besides me – is the richest, strongest, most powerful wizard. Everyone knows any little want or wish he has, I will carry out. And that scares the hell out of everyone.

I smirk now, watching my lover sleep. It's funny, he used to seem so evil to me – so vicious and horrible. And now… now he looks so innocent. In moments like these, when no one else is around, I let myself think about how much I love him. How I need him, and without him I wouldn't be able to be the Dark Lord. He's my strength… though he, nor anyone else, will ever know how much I care.