My name is Draco Malfoy, and I killed a Muggle family in Brighton. I set fire to their house while they slept in their beds and they burned alive. They had three children.

I used the blood boiling hex on a muggleborn wizard until he screamed and begged for death. I only stopped when he told me where his friends were hiding.

I found his friends and gave them to people who killed them.

I helped imprison dozens of people in my manor home. I watched them get tortured and I did nothing.

I used the killing curse on a young muggle woman. It failed, but I used it. I then stood back and watched as Fenrir Greyback ripped out her throat. I did nothing to help her.

I cursed, hexed, and hurt dozens of people at several different battles.

I did all those things, and a lot more. I'm not asking for forgiveness. I don't deserve forgiveness. But I am taking responsibility for my actions. Nothing I can do will ever make up for those things. But I can try.