"I did it, Master," Harry whispered, tears silently streaming down his face at he looked down at his feet. "I killed the werewolf Lupin and his disgrace for a wife. They still had trust in me..."
"Well they shouldn't anymore." Voldemort spat, whipping his head up at the word 'trust'. If you wouldn't mind, I would like you to exterminate the Mud-blood girl and the Blood-traitor Black next."
"Yes, my Lord," Harry bowed, pulling out his wand. "I shall do my best."
Harry then apparated back to Grimmauld Place, sitting down on the couch when he arrived. He placed his head into his hands and groaned, finally being pushed to the limit with Lord Voldemort's mission.
"How, in the name of Merlin, am I supposed to kill Sirius and 'Mione?" Harry sighed, throwing his hands in the air. "They're the two closest people I have left. TIBBY! COME HERE!"
After a few minutes of waiting for his house-elf, Harry suddenly remembered what he had done a few days ago.
"Oh yeah," He whispered. "I sent her away. God, I'm such a stupid, idiotic, git."
Harry looked down at his feet and just started sobbing uncontrollably.
"What have I done? I've made such a mistake.....I can't believe I actually trusted Voldemort. What am I gonna do about Sirius and 'Mione? They-- they're practically all I live for."
Those words echoed around the empty, dreary Grimmauld Place. Harry finally understood what he had done. He had betrayed all of his friends.....his only family left. He remembered how he felt towards Peter in his third year...he had hated the little rat for framing Sirius.
"I'm no better though, am I?"