So I don't have all the answers. Big deal. It is not as if that's at all important anymore. People think I'm wicked, or that I deserve the worst retribution, but I don't care. I've just been looking out for myself. Isn't that what we all should be doing? I bet if stupid little Dumbledore had been more concerned about his own life than that of Potter, he would still be alive. Though, that might not be so good for me.

Why should I care about some sniveling nobody when I could just step on that person to reach a greater goal? Why should I even care about a great person? They're just another obstacle in my path to the top.

You may also think I'm wretched but I don't care. I don't care about what anyone thinks about me. That's not important. What is important is the new world order about to show itself. That is what we should all be worried about.

A/N: Okay, so I'm not one to complain, but...I'm going to anyways. No one has reviewed my little ficlet yet. I though that it might be because I didn't update yet, so here it is. This time I might just wait to update after someone has reviewed. That's it. I'll wait for just one review.