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Chapter 1 – Voldie for Minister?

You remember the night Harry Potter's parents were murdered? Here's my take on that:

Voldemort was sitting in his office, working on his speech to help him become the new Minster of Magic. He couldn't understand why his last one didn't get the response he wanted. He sat back and looked at his work, smiled to himself, then read out:

"If you, the public would vote for me, I would make sure that every single one of you will die a less painful death than the idiots who don't vote for me. I can't exactly promise that you won't suffer, but I can promise that if you join my group (The Death Eaters) you will have a slightly better life. Those who don't vote for me, well you will have me to answer for personally when I knock on your door with my friends, who will then torture you mercilessly. But please, don't think that I hate you, I may despise some of you, but I could never hate you. Vote for me, and your life will be Hell, peace!"

Voldemort sighed 'Even I felt like crying, if this doesn't make them vote for me nothing will.' He put his speech in a drawer and decided to take a walk to clear his head.

Meanwhile:

James and Lily Potter were getting ready to go out. It was the first time since Harry was born, and they needed some time alone. They had read about Voldemort running for Minister in the papers and he seemed to be a nice enough guy, just a little misunderstood. They supported him and even had badges with a picture of him with a huge grin, giving a thumbs up, saying; Vote for Voldemort - or else.

James shouted upstairs to Lily, "Are you ready yet? I want to eat sometime this year."

"I'm coming now, I'm just changing Harry."

"Who?"

"Harry, our son."

"We have a son?" James was confused, since when did he have a kid?

"Of course we do, you idiot, don't you remember me giving birth to him?"

"Not really, I mean I did smoke a lot of weed that night."

"Oh yeah, well did you hire a babysitter?"

"What part of 'I didn't even know we had a son' don't you get?"

"Well, we have to get someone to mind him or we can't go out."

James looked annoyed, "Can't you just leave him on his own? I mean he's not gonna need anything is he?"

"Of course he will, he's a baby, he can't look after himself."

"OK! I'll go find someone then!" James went out into the street and looked around. He was about to give up, when a shadowy figure strode into the street. James smiled, relieved that he had found someone to look after Harry. He called out to the mysterious figure.

"Oi, mate!" The figure stopped and looked around, startled.

Well what do you think? Loved it? Hated it? PLEASE review, but don't flame it, it's my first attempt, so any reviews on how to improve it is very welcome :)