I'm sorry

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He just stood there, so innocent.

"Why did you want to talk to me?"

I told him to sit down.

"Have I done something wrong?"

"Of course not, Your mom just made a mistake by marrying a muggle." I was furious, why did he let me say that? "Which makes you a filthy little Mudblood!"

Why was Voldemort doing this? I wasn't pure either, just STOP! I saw a tear rolling down his face.

"Ohw, is the little baby crying? Stand up you coward!"

I couldn't take it anymore, I already knew what was going to happen.

"Take your wand."

He grabbed his wand but his hands were shaking and it fell on the ground.

"Didn't daddy teach you how to duel? Ohw wait, that's right. He's a filthy muggle!"

I grabbed my wand and walked around him.

"Hmm, too bad that your blood has to be spilled. You can blame your mother."

He fell on the ground. I put my wand against his neck.

"Any last words?"

He opened his mouth and after a minute I could finally hear something.

"I'm sorry..."

His last tear fell down his face as I raised my wand and said the words I was most scared of saying.

"Avada Kedavra!"

With a green light coming out of my wand it was done. The boy was gone. I killed him.

I killed an innocent boy! NO! Please come back! I hate you Voldemort, I hate you! So this is your plan, huh? Using me to kill everyone that's not a pure-blood. I HATE YOU!

I was crying so loud inside and yet there wasn't any sound or any tear coming from me...

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