All The Scars That Never Heal

I would rip you limb from limb right now if I had the chance. I would kill you with my bare hands. And not just because I want to... because I have to.

I know what darkness means
(and the void you learned from me)
The isolation steams
(So I think it wants to bleed)

I don't have to do this because of some prophecy. Oh, no. I have to do this because I sleep in the same room as a boy who has been raised by his grandmother, a boy whose chances of being great were all destroyed by your hand. Your beloved followers put his parents in St. Mungo's.

It's not just Neville, either. It's Susan Bones. It's Terry Boot. And all of my other classmates who are left alone because of you. And there are lots of them. Hell, even a couple of the house elves have you to thank for their destroyed lives!

And it's for Remus Lupin. He only had three friends in his entire life. He was closer to those friends than to his family! And now he is alone. He is alone because you persuaded Peter Pettigrew to join your fight. Because you killed James Potter. And because you killed Sirius Black.

And Cedric Diggory. How could I forget him? I see his death in my dreams every night. He was a good person when you got right down to it. You couldn't even come up with a better reason to kill him than the fact that he was "the spare." He was a pureblood, you bastard!

Why should I be so noble? It's about me, too. It's for my parents. It's for the closest thing to a father I had, my godfather. Did you know that I hear you killing them in my head every time I get too close to a Dementor? You gave me my worst nightmare.

The echoes in my brain
(All the things you said to me)
You took my everything
Now I'm coming for you!

Dumbledore says I have to be strong. He says that it's up to me to save mankind from you. And I know that it's the truth. I have to do it. But not because of that damned prophecy. Because so many people need me to. I'm the only one who's strong enough.

"Bow to death, Harry." You said that to me just over a year ago. But I didn't. And I still won't, because I'm stronger than you. I'm better than you. You were afraid of what I could do to you, when I was just an infant! Does it hurt to know that you're afraid of a 15-year-old boy? That you were afraid of a one-year-old boy?

I won't back down
I will not bow
I've come to bring you hell

I saw Neville's parents for the first time last Christmas. It sickens me to see what they've become. I have a picture of them now, from before your precious Bellatrix got to them. They were such happy people, from what I've been told. And they look happy in the picture. Neville's grandmother speaks very highly of them. She says they were good people. It hurts me to see her, too. She lost her only son and his wife because of you. People say that it would have been worse if they had died, but they're wrong. It's worse that they'll be in a hospital for the rest of their lives, never recognizing their own son. And it must be agony to be Neville or his grandmother, going to see them each year, having to reintroduce themselves each time. Frank and Alice Longbottom are living portraits of what you have done to so many others.

Do you know what happened in the Ministry of Magic before you showed up there? Bellatrix offered to find out how long it would take Neville to crack, just like his parents. And you taught her this. You caused this horror. It all comes back to one... thing. I can't even call you a person. No human being would commit the acts you've committed.

I can't forget
Things you did
I've come to bring you hell

You're a liar. Did you know that? You lied to all of your followers. But you don't care. Do you think it would hurt them to find out that you're a half-blood? Do you think that they'd turn on you?

Do you really hate all muggleborns? I don't think so. I think you just hate your parents. Your muggle father, who left your mother alone while she was pregnant. Your mother, for dying and leaving you to rot in an orphanage. And again, your father, for never coming to find you. And you hate yourself. I don't know why, but I know you do. That's why you kill all those people. You do it to try to stop hating yourself.

Did you ever notice that you only ever killed parents? With the exception of Frank Bryce, the muggle, Cedric Diggory, "the spare," and Bertha Jorkins, the woman from the Ministry, the only people ever to die or be tortured at your hand were parents. They all had children at home. Funny, don't you think? Did you really hate your parents that much?

The shadows that you see
(In the places that you sleep)
Are memories of me
(Better pray your soul to keep)
The truth behind your eyes
(You know the thing you never see)
Your darkest little lies
I'm coming for you!

All those lives. All those people. All for your hatred of two people. Because of that, I now have to face the daunting task of saving the world.

But I won't let it all be for them. I too, hate you. I want you dead. You killed my parents while trying to get at me. You act as though you wouldn't have killed them if they had just handed me over. But that's not true. You would have killed them, just for fun. And you killed Sirius while trying to get at me too. I'll be strong for them. The three people who tried to make my life better, now dead. I'll fight the good fight for them. They're deaths will be avenged. I will have justice.

All the scars that never heal
All the wounds that will not seal
I will not forget the day
These memories never fall

Are you scared yet? Do you have nightmares about what I'll do to you when the time comes? You should. I'll kill you with my bare hands, given the chance. I will stop the killing. Nobody else will have to feel like Neville or me. You'll die. And you parade around, telling your Death Eaters that you're invincible. But I know you're not. You're just a scared, little... thing... with no place to run.

When I find you, I'll come and bring you Hell.

I've come to bring you hell