I do not own Harry Potter, or anything like it. T-T
SesshLG: OKAY! FINAL CHAPTER!
Ron: Finally. Gets smacked
SesshLG: It's not very important, it's just short and sweet.
Chapter Four
As I disappeared into nothingness, I remember thinking.
I was praying for the safety of the staff, the Order, the students, and others. Especially Potter and Granger.
I was regretting the fact that I ever joined the Death Eaters-it made me a monster, and I had to go so far as to killing Dumbledore, the only man who still felt like family to me.
I was hoping that Potter could take on the Dark Lord. Hopefully, my last minute…teaching inspired enough feeling for him to really prepare himself.
I was wishing that I had never given information about the prophecy to the Dark Lord, for I never truly wanted Potter sr. or his sweet wife Lily to be killed mercilessly.
I was brewing a new hatred for the Dark Lord.
I was realizing that I would be the most despised man next to the Dark Lord.
I was enclosed by feelings of sadness, for no one would ever know what was really going on in this murderer's mind.