The End

Years passed. Voldemort's "Emptiness Emporium" thrived, ironically becoming a beacon of hope in the wizarding world. His unique brand of therapy, blending ancient magic with modern psychological techniques, attracted a diverse clientele – disgruntled goblins, reformed Death Eaters, even a few disillusioned Ministry officials. He developed a surprisingly effective twelve-step program for aspiring good guys, complete with mandatory meditation sessions (still hated the music) and group therapy sessions centered around crafting miniature broomsticks. It was... surprisingly successful.Harry remained a steadfast friend and occasional consultant, offering marketing advice and brutally honest feedback. His "Voldemort's Emptiness Emporium: Rebranding Evil Since Yesterday!" slogan was ultimately scrapped, replaced by the more professional, if slightly less catchy, "Voldemort & Associates: Restorative Therapies for the Formerly Wicked." Business cards were still being printed.Wormtail's pastry shop boomed. "Wormtail's Revenge" pie became a legendary delicacy, a bittersweet reminder of a past that was thankfully behind them all. He often brought samples to Voldemort's office, much to the delight of the clients. The aroma of freshly baked pastries, strangely enough, became synonymous with restorative magic.The Ministry, initially terrified, eventually warmed up to the idea of a reformed Voldemort. They even considered commissioning him for a series of public service announcements about the importance of anger management and healthy coping mechanisms, which was almost too ironic for words.Voldemort, once a symbol of fear and oppression, had become a symbol of unexpected redemption. He'd found a purpose far more fulfilling than any conquest. The peace he found wasn't the absence of conflict, but a hard-won acceptance of his past, a quiet understanding that even the deepest darkness could give way to light, however imperfectly. The future still held uncertainties, but now, they felt less like threats, and more like exciting adventures yet to be explored, a testament to a man who had conquered not the world, but himself. And that, he realized, was a far greater victory.