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I stand up, My legs are shaking. My master speaks the oath as I repeat. My father and mother are watching me. My mother is crying. I hate seeing her cry. As my lord speaks, I remember what my father told me:

"Don't show weakness when getting the mark, if you do, it will hurt a lot worse and he could kill you if he thinks you are too weak."

The dark lord points his wand to my arm and utters words I have never heard before. I scream. A part of me has died. The pain is too much. But I keep standing. The dark lord seems to be pleased and lets me move on to my final task.

I look around at the other death eaters and wonder what is really in store for me. I damn my father to hell for what he has put me through. Why did this happen to me?

A tall man, who can only be discribed as Severus Snape, roughly pushes me towards a large platform. As I walk forward and take my first steps towards my new life... I see her. She is so beautiful. I wanted nothing more than to just touch her. To comfort her and tell her that everything was going to be alright. She sees me and looks at me with sad, pitying eyes. Her hair is flowing through the breeze and all I see is my 'mione.

Then reality snaps back in. She is tied up onto a pole. She has been gagged and her hands and feet bound. I walk towards her. A cold, bony hand rests on my shoulder and whispers into my ear, "Do it now." I am so scared. My hands are shaking and my heart is racing. I do not want to hurt my love. I would give anything just to see her smile again. The war has changed everything. Including me.

I raise my wand and utter the words "Avada Kedavra". A flash of green light. My love crumples to the ground. A smile is played on her lips. It tears me apart.

I killed my one true love. I hate myself for it. So I raise my wand to my heart and speak those same daunting words. I fall to the ground and then there is no more.

We will be together again. One day soon. We will be together again.

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Notes: I know this story is a bit depressing, but it was how I was feeling at the time.