The work Harry does is justifiable. It’s justice. He works for his country, and his country is a republic—the magical side, anyway. It’s not laudable work, it’s not work he’s proud of, but it’s necessary work. Harry has always taken the necessary jobs that no one else has the stomach for.
It’s just that he’s never deciphered a kill sheet and seen Draco Malfoy’s name on it.
This is amazing! It's like watching an action film full of mysteries. I love Harry and Draco as much as I feel sorry for them. I hope they could at least find peace after all of this is over. I would put it on the classic shelf if the ending weren't an open one. (I'm all for Happy Ending, so.) Though the story is neither sweet nor fluff, I still enjoy it. (I would enjoy it even more if there's less swearing, especially motherfuckers.)