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Hadoren · Aug 15, 2007

This quote is pretty interesting, and it's the type of writing that fanfiction writers ought to do more of. But the story it came from is crap; I got this quote by accidentally clicking the wrong story on fanfiction.net, a Prologue of a slash, HP/LV/RW fic. It's the probably the only good part of a fic that I knew was going to turn to shit, but the quote does show that sometimes there's still a gem or two in the filth of fanfiction slash.

Best Friends by Dessert
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3595500/1/Best_Friends

The moment Voldemort realized that he would lose the war was anti-climatic at best. It didn't happen as Aurors flooded his fortress. It didn't happen when he heard news that a raiding party of his best Deatheaters was being sent to Azkaban—again. Nor did it happen in the midst of some chaotic battle, as he turned to see Potter screaming the killing curse. Not that these things actually happened, of course, but if one thought about when the evil Dark Lord would finally admit defeat and agree to let Muggles run amok, these sort of scenarios would be all that made sense.

However, truth and reality never make sense. The moment Voldemort realized that he had no hope of winning came just before he fell asleep on a calm Thursday night. He'd had a relatively peaceful day, reading up on Grindelwald and other Dark Lords of the past. He speculated the reasons for their failure, and wondered how he might guard himself against similar circumstances. He hadn't admitted his impending surrender yet; he was only planning how to protect himself against any future threats. But as he lay in bed, his thoughts flitting over the texts, he drew the conclusion that he'd made a mistake.

He'd wasted time and several talented followers to kill Dumbledore. True, Dumbledore was the mascot of the Light side, and to lose him was a blow to his enemy. But it had taken two years to plan, a dozen dead followers to execute, and the blow had only hindered his enemy a few months. Voldemort had thought that after Dumbledore was gone, all he had to do was secure the towns and recruit more people (either willing or by force). But Voldemort hadn't been able to secure any towns for very long, not even the smallest ones. Clearly, Dumbledore wasn't the crippling blow to the Light that he was looking for. So what was?

And that was when Voldemort realized with dead certainty that he would not win the war. How could he win the war if he wasn't even sure what he should be attacking? Not the Ministry; it was already as useless and ineffective as ever. Not Harry Potter; the boy would be crucial soon, but at the moment the boy ranked as only a nuisance. So what then? In the following weeks, he pondered this and developed an insanely dangerous, almost suicidal plan. He didn't like to act rashly or risk his life needlessly, but the plan was all he had.
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LogrusMage · Aug 15, 2007

Mordecai said: ↑

Just had to post possibly the worst example of emo Harry I've ever seen.
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You're not kidding... good god... crying for his fame? Crying because he survived?

Xiph0 · Aug 20, 2007

Harry raised his hand as he stood up and began. “I don’t think I need to prepare that much to introduce myself.” He waved his hand back and forth at everyone. “Hello Wizengamot. I’m Harry. Though, I suppose in this room I’m Lord Black.”

“Lord Black,” Harry repeated. “I still think that’s hilarious. A few years ago, I put on a ring for the purposes of warding a home I’d inherited. I just thought it was a ring. And then I find out it was the Black Family ring and it had accepted me as the new Lord. That’s ridiculous. I just wanted to put up an apparition ward and suddenly that means I actually have a mildly important voice in one of the premiere governing bodies? That’s retarded.”

Harry shook his head as some people were muttering unhappily. “I did a fair amount of reading on the Wizengamot before tonight and I got to say this place is outdated and stagnant.”

“I understand the idea that if it’s not broke, then you shouldn’t fix it. But I’m telling you, it’s broke. Listen to me. I’m Lord Black and I have a vote. Something had to have gone wrong along the way for this to happen.”

Harry saw he wasn’t making any friends but that they were at least paying attention to him. “It’s not that complicated. Hereditary seats plus a growing rate of inbreeding does not a good judicial and legislative body make.”

“I’m not arrogant or foolish enough to believe I have all the answers. But if you try to feed me a plate of shit, I’m going to call you on trying to feed me a plate of shit. Like the bill tonight? That was a plate of shit.”

“But I digress,” Harry paused. “The short of it is that I consider it my civic duty to piss you all off. Thank you.” Harry sat back down happily.
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