8. The end
In my hospital bed, I stood up, Aaron was lying on a bed two away from me, he looked pretty injured I smiled. I had done a good job.
I thought to myself, who am I becoming?
Am I still me?, or am I voldemort?
Im me, I thought, not him
Harry looked at me, he smiled when he saw I was well, I smiled back.
Then my ears rang again.
'Dont, dont love him, he killed me. HE KILLED ME'
My brain was becoming weaker.
He was controlling me from the inside, I couldnt stop him. I was too weak. HE MADE ME WEAK, HARRY POTTER.
I never felt love till I met him, and love is weak.
This time I was locked out my brain, Voldemort was now in control of me. He could ruin my life now that he was in a human body. But I tried so hard, I wanted to be free, but, I learned the truth, his brain leaking into mine, he was my grandfather.
Corruption was upon me.
It was over...