Thoughts from Azkaban   von LucyPurpleSky
                   (An unknown Deatheater delivers a speech)
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                            Kapitel 1: One and Only
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In the godforsaken cells of the best and only wizzard world prison Azkaban, the
very few Deatheaters who survived the great battle of Hogwarts, find themselves
in a short moment of cherishing the everlasting memory of their now dead leader
You-know-who.

My fellow Deatheaters,

here we are again, finding ourselves kept in this most awful spot of the world
which we thought we had escaped not too long ago.
Not too long ago we were free, freed by the a man strong enough not only to
break the walls of well-guarded Azkaban but also strong enough to shake the
whole wizzard world with such great fear!
Those filthy mudbloods and blood traitors, they were so scared they didn´t even
dare to speak out his name! 
The most powerful wizzard ever to walk on this foul earth, the most successful
in exercising the Dark Arts – the leader of our exquisite group of the
defenders of the true wizardry: Lord Voldemort!

Twice, he was able to become so mighty that the wonderful idea  of a perfect,
Muggle-free world nearly turned into reality. Oh, I remember it so well, the
terrified screams of those stupid unworthy Muggles. 
It was like sweet music to my poor ears who had to listen to the constant babble
of the Ministry – “We need to be nice to Muggles! We need to hide the magic!
We cannot hurt them, the poor Muggles!” – bloody bastards! We are gifted
with more abilities than them, why should we care about those low lifes? Only
our Lord understood this, understood what we wizards and witches are able to do,
to achieve! 

And I know, my fellow Deatheaters…, my friends, right now our situation
couldn´t be any worse. 
Weeks ago we were striving free, pushing forward to glory and realisation when
we were hit unexpectedly hard and our admirable Lord was killed by  Harry
Scarface Potter and his tedious friends. 
And I know, how we, his closest and most loyal servants, suffer from the vast
hole his loss has ripped in our hearts and that now, it seems like all hope for
us ist lost, swallowed up by the consuming Dementors.
But let me tell you something – my halfdead friends – hope is not lost!
Even with his body buried in the ground, our Lord´s visions are still alive!
They live in us! They will live through us!  We will not back down on a
humiliating treatment – we will survive, just like we did before and we will
rise again, my dear rotten friends, we will rise and make our Lord´s ideas come
true! We will take revenge for everything – 
 		Harry Potter – the boy who lived? 
 						We are the ones who will live.

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