Hi! So, this is my first Fanfiction, so please review, tell me constructive criticism, but please don't tell me how I should have made the plot line go. I have a lot of ideas about stuff I need to cover, so please don't say. I also plan to write a trilogy, starting with Order of the Phoenix, and ending with her death in Deathly Hallows. This one will probably go a little past Order of the Phoenix though.
At long last. She was free. Free to join him. Free to purify the world. Free to set things as they should be, with the wizards on top, and the muggles on the bottom. She would no longer have to conceal her wand when walking about, no longer worry about attacking people in sight of muggles. And she was free to vanquish the boy who had caused all of this trouble in the first place. Harry Potter.
The dementors swirled around her, letting her free at last. She screamed at the sky, feeling the cold rain on her face, something she hadn't felt for years. She was finally free. He had saved her. She knew she had proven her loyalty. This had all been a test, to see who was truly loyal.
"Rodolphus! Dolohov! Rookwood," she screamed for her fellow death eaters.
She had no idea where they had been imprisoned, only that they were. She then again felt the Mark on her arm burn. She screamed again, before a loud CRACK split the air. Then all was silent.