A Day in the Life of the Dark Lord

January 29, 2004

-A special songfic for Kat ^^-

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Part One

What I've Lost

So.. lonely..

Spending his days locked away from the society

Whom he hated like a hermit..

His only companions those who feared him.

Yet, there was the faint memory of the one who continued

To make him go on.

Giving him the courage to live yet another day..

~Imagine me and you I do

I think about you day and night ~

The man inhaled his cigarette, pausing as he watched it

Break, and ashes.. cold ashes scatter to the ground.

They will only make you weaker, sire... he would hear,

And spit in the faces of his followers.

Weaker, yes.. but he drew comfort in the warmth of the

Delicate curls of smoke that he felt

Massage the aching cords of his throat.

~It's only right

To think about the girl you love

And hold her tight ~

Voldemort bit his lip. Countless years had passed since she had

Gone from his sight.

He remembers the fear that had swept through the halls when it was

Announced for all to hear.

Could it be.. the dark lord felt regret..?

He once had admired her.. they had been...

~ So happy together ~

Though it was hard for him to travel, he still took his

Yearly visit to where she lived.

She still lived, didn't she?

How could he feel this..

He was the dark lord after all..

But yet..

he was still..

..human.

~If I should call you up invest a dime

And you say you belong to me

And ease my mind ~

But that.. mudblood had died those many years ago

When he belonged to the school he so

Dearly hated.

At the hands of his own evil..

At his hands

~Imagine how the world could be

So very fine ~

What if things had been different..

He was also in fact a mudblood..

He had admired her..

His cigarette, a stump of cold ashes fell to the

Cold hard ground

Where she slept

Voldemort cried.

~So happy together ~

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Part Two

What I've yet to win

Those days are over.

Her memory fades with each turning of

The sordid moon,

Or is it something else..?

~I can see me lovin' nobody but you

For all my life ~

Finally, the memory fades as he grows

Stronger in hatred, stronger in power,

Stronger in love.

~When you're with me baby the skies'll be blue

For all my life ~

The boy who I desperately hate, he thought

Sadly to himself

Is only hated because I musn't have someone

Stronger than me.

Yet it is quite

Alluring to have someone so...

Young...

Harry Potter.



~Me and you and you and me

No matter how they toss the dice

It had to be~

The boy, he

Chokes, bring him to me.

Young Harry stumbles in by

Force and their two eyes meet.

Don't you understand, Harry..

We are destined to meet this way.

We are destined to fight

~The only one for me is you

And you for me ~

Sipping their tea thoughtfully, they began to

Furrow their eyebrows furiously at each other.

Voldemort raised his eyebrow as Harry began to nibble his

Wizard cracker.

~ So happy together ~

This boy has brought meaning into my life I haven't noticed before.

I found myself as I strived to become powerful again

I found myself

I found you, Harry.

Harry furrowed his fluffy fat eyebrows furiously and ferociously.

~I can see me lovin' nobody but you

For all my life

When you're with me baby the skies'll be blue

For all my life ~

Harry...

~ Me and you and you and me ~

Come closer, Harry...

~No matter how they toss the dice

It had to be ~

Harry inched closer.

~The only one for me is you ~

Voldemort furrowed his eyebrows at Harry.

~And you for me~

Getting the hint, Harry cautiously climbed into Voldemort's lap.

( And they snuggled.

Very happily.

Really! )

This boy is.. warm.

~ So happy together

Me and you and you and me ~

Take me!!! Screamed Harry into

Voldemort's gorgeous, flamboyant eyes.

~No matter how they toss the dice

It had to be~

Ooh.. I smell... a lemon

..on your breath, Harry.

~The only one for me is you

And you for me~

And they loved each other.

~So happy together

So happy together ~

A lot.

~How is the weather ~

Like, in a like like way.

~So happy together

We're happy together ~

The author is getting bored of Harry and Voldemort.

~So happy together ~

I think the author should have stuck with the first story.

Happy together

So happy together

So happy together

Furrowing their eyebrows, their eyebrows knitted into each other and both

Suffered painful skin grafts from their

Foreheads ripping out.

But they lived through therapy together.

: )

The end? O_o;