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Everything is gone from me. James and Lily dead. Remus estranged. Peter betrayed us. Harry must live with the Durseley's. The media dog my steps, portraying me as some sort of wizarding anti-hero.
I tire of it.
I met an alternate version of my cousin Narcissa who has allowed me to live in her household in Venice for the time being, in another world. I need to escape for a while.
I met another version of Draco. He is determined to shape his world as he sees fit. I spoke of breaking mine and starting anew.
I won't break it.
I'll cleanse it.
The Ministry will do nothing as dark figures sit in seats of power, claiming they are good when everyone can see the deceit written plainly on their faces.
I will end this. I will make the world safe for Harry. I know they will make him their weapon.
I won't let his fate be that of his parents.
...why did he have to believe it...