At the command of her master, Nagini leapt on top of me. The enchanted cage smashed into my stomach, knocking the air from my body. A foreign sound escaped my throat. The sound held a pained tone of agony. That sort of sound hadn’t come from my throat in the past sixteen and a half years. Slowly, the snake’s teeth penetrated my neck. I felt the toxin begin to spread throughout my body, and collapsed.

“I regret it,” said the Dark Lord in his icy tone. He regretted nothing. Never as Tom Riddle, and never as Lord Voldemort. As he exited the shack, he lifted the snake from my body, leaving me to perish alone.

Blood flooded from the snake’s bite. The venom took its place, flowing through my veins, burning like a blazing fire. This would be the end. Sad, yet anticipated. I had spent a vast majority of my thirty-eight years alone. It’s just fitting that I die the same way.

Contradictory to my thoughts, Harry Potter removed his Invisibility Cloak, dropping it to the floor. He gaped down upon my body, a faint look of pity etched upon his face. I eached upward, grasped his robes, and pulled him down closer.

The was so much I wanted to tell the boy. He needed to know went on with the Dark Lord and I. Between his father and I. Between Dumbledore and I. Between Lily and I. He deserved to know. I tried to speak, but I lacked the strength to form full sentences. So I spit out whatever words I could.

“Take…it…Take…it…”

And with that, I released my memories to him. The best and worst of my life. I surrendered all the information Dumbledore gave me, as well as the explanations to my actions these past seven years. Everything he needed to know, as well as everything I wanted him to have.

I grew dizzy as the boy collected my memories. My grip on his robe began to weaken, After his flask was filled, Potter looked around, as if attempting to find a way to save me. He wouldn’t succeed. I wouldn’t want him to. There was only one thing I wanted. I took all the strength I could muster to utter three last words…

“Look…at…me…”

His green eyes locked into mine. Her green eyes. And suddenly, the pain vanished. As long as I could look into the eyes of them woman I loved, the pain and suffering of death wouldn’t register. And surely enough, as that emerald green faded into darkness, I felt nothing…