Lucius · Malfoy

It is amazing how therapeutic putting words to paper can be for a troubled and heavy soul. What I started in Azkaban is now finished, ink drying on the last scroll of parchment as I write this. My faults, my failures, and my secrets laid bare to the wizarding world in the hopes that I might find forgiveness from some quarter, for I can find none for myself.

Minus a few Ministry secrets that I swore to the dearly missed Scrimgeour I would take to my grave, my exploits with the Death Eaters and my work for the Ministry has left my quill to rest in peace upon these rolls of parchment and I find my soul... lighter for it. I share my story with the wizarding world that they might know the truth and perhaps find some peace of their own.

My only hope is that my son, Draco, might read it and perhaps find it in him to forgive.... no, even that is too much; to understand a father's helplessness.

~Lucius Malfoy