He would never know how many people actually cared, how many people would be affected by his actions. Before the battle, he had thought that the whole wizarding world was against him. He might have been right at the time.
I wanted to hurt those petty followers, mindless robots who didn’t realize the truth until it was too late. People who shunned the only one who could help them, save them. That was what HE wanted. To turn everyone against the wizarding worlds savior. HIM. I look down upon the people who saw only good and evil, black and white, ying and yang. Bloody fools.
They don’t realize that Voldemort thought and felt that *his* way was the right way, and that we were the “evil.” Those petty people, only seeing the world from their point. Never thinking of the families of those deatheaters they killed. Never reversing the tables, and seeing from Voldemort’s view. Not that I support Voldie, or what he did, but I don’t support the ministry either. I was just there, a survivor of the great war that left many without friend or foe, house or family. It ruined thousands. Still, almost a year later, you see people searching through rubble that used to be buildings.
The wizarding world is now one giant graveyard.
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I decided to interview everyone who had had close contact with The-Boy-Who-Lived. It had been almost a year since the end of the battle, so I figured enough time had passed that it wouldn’t bring about the ultimate sorrow again, but what did I know? My big question was: Who to interview first? Should I start with those the closest, and work my way out, or vice-versa? I couldn’t decide. It might have possibly been the biggest decision of my life.
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I ended up interviewing Hermione Granger first. Still to this day, I don’t know exactly why I chose her to be my first interview. It just felt right. Following Granger was Ron, Ginny, Fred, George and Bill Weasley. After that I paid a visit to Harry’s summer family, the Dursleys. I include in this, story I guess one could call it, every interview I conducted, and more. This is my life, my memoir. My remembrance of The-Boy-Who-Lived. The boy who changed my life. Harry Potter.
