Hello there! Guess what? It's the end! This is the last chapter! I will like to thank all of my reviewers and everyone that has read this story! Anyways keep a look out form my new story! I will be posting it VERY soon!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did Voldemort would be wearing a tutu and dancing ballet with the rest of his Death Eaters! That would be fun, no?
Chapter 4: The End?
Probably by now you have all noticed that I don't kill muggles. Well, except for those assholes, the Dursleys. What! They had it well deserved! Besides them, all of my victims have been wizards. The Dursleys were the ones that made my life a living hell; the tortured be, abused of me, raped me and so many things else. If that is so, then why do I kill wizards? It makes no sense, does it? Well, guess what? YOU'RE WRONG! It was a WIZARD that killed my parents because another WIZARD that betrayed them and it was a WIZARD, wait, scratch that, a GROUP of WIZARDS that left me with the Dursleys. Two are dead, only one remains, and this one will keep Gunther, Sirius, Remus and I fed for a month: Rubeus Hagrid. HE was the one that delivered me to those sadistic bastards!
So, do you finally comprehend where my reasoning lies? No? Let me put it in simpler terms that will not hurt your puny, little brain. My life has been a living nightmare because a GROUP of WIZARDS worked collectively to make it that way. And if you ask me, they took great pleasure from it! Wizard-kind does NOT deserve to walk the face of this Earth! We shall annihilate them all. No wizard shall survive, except for the members of my army: Severus Snape, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Dean Thomas, Seamus Flannigan ( I think, that's the way its written, but I'm not sure), Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottoms, Ginny, Ron, Fred and George Weasley, and, of course, ME! Only us twelve shall remain alive. I will forgive muggles, though. They had no idea of the things that the Dursleys had been doing to me, HELL they didn't even knew about my existence and truthfully I couldn't care less if they do know about me.
And so we did. Our rampage through the wizarding world begins swiftly; we attacked only after dark, to add an element of surprise and fear in the minds of wizards. It was hilarious to look into their frighten faces before their death! It felt marvelous to hear their screams!
Thriteen years after my son's birth, my revenge was finally completed. All of those who made my life miserable had finally been disposed of. We found the whereabouts of Voldemort and his pitiful Death Eaters. We raided their meeting and murdered them all. Blood was everywhere, snacks… I mean, body parts adorned the battle field. Sirius, Remus, Gunther and I had one hell of a midnight snack that night! Yes, even Gunther was there, he was the one that killed both Crabbe and Goyle Sr. He became a man that day; I'm so proud of him!
But the party was about to end. DAMN THOSE AURORS! They had been following Voldemort and I was not about to let them get my son and men. So I did what any other leader would have don for his men: I stayed to take them on so they could escape. I let the aurors capture me. Actually, it was Mad-Eye Moody the one that capture me.
Anyways, I was taken in for a trial at the Ministry of Magic for the overly brutal murders and cannibalism of Voldemort and hi Merry Men, his 76 Merry Men. You all where wondering who the fuck was I that killed and ate those men. I guess they couldn't recognize me without the glasses and a bandana covering my scar. DAMN, YOU PEOPLE ARE PATHETIC!
The trial began just a couple of days afterwards, the judge being Arthur Weasley, the new Minister of Magic. They gave Veritaserum and the Minister asked me state my name and of course I answered: "Harry James Potter Evans". They people began to RIOT after I told them my name. It was hilarious! They said that there was no way I could have done those things. How wrong were they. After they finally calmed down, Arthur asked how did I declared myself and I answered: "Guilty for the murders of 76 Death Eaters, Voldemort, all of the wizards that have been found murdered, Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Cho Chang, the resurrected Cedric Diggory, Rubeus Hagrid, Argus Filch, Crabbe Jr and Sr, Goyle Jr and Sr, The Malfoys, Cornelious Fudge, Percy Weasley and the Dursleys".
I must have said something wrong because after I was done, Arthur was enraged: his whole face was red with mind numbing rage. He looked funny. Anyways, he sentenced me to the Dementor's kiss and that was two weeks ago. Still waiting, they can't seem to find a dementor, wonder why? Meanwhile, I'm in Azkaban.
Like I said at the beginning, it's too late for me to change my ways. Why? Because I actually LIKE the way I am now! No one can mess with me now! Truth be told, the only reason I'm still here is because I wanted to leave this to you. Wizards seem to have this weird misconception that I was raised with love and care, that I had a perfect live because I was the Boy-Who-Lived. WELL YOU IDIOTS WERE WRONG! And now you fucking now it!
Now I must go. But before I do, Arthur, Mad-Eye, WATCH THE FUCK OUT! YOU ARE FUCKIN' NEXT! NO CAN KEEP THE KING OF DARKNESS DOWN!
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THE END
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