Chapter 1 the invitation
A small piece of paper was received in the mail, it read...
Dear
…
You're formally invited to Voldemort's -no, wait-Voldie
shorts SURPRISE birthday bash!
Where: Riddles manor.
When:
Voldemort's Birthday.
Theme: Slumber party; bring your own
sleeping bag
RSVP: Whenever you like I don't expect many people
to come. If you don't I will lick your toes!
Call Lucius on
1800kittenhugger
P.S- You must not tell Voldie shorts, I mean
Voldemort.
Voldemort picked up a small piece of paper that had been carelessly discarded on the ground. It was written by an anonymous person, it read:
7x
loafs of bread
2x packs of dishwashing detergent
1 pkt of
tampons
Newspaper
A pie
"I think this is a sign for me to go to the manor on my birthday!!" Voldemort thought out aloud.
He walked over to the drab window of one of his many hideouts only to hear a moaning sound coming from behind a door. Quickly he walked over to the door and flung it open sharply, lying on the floor he found a giant teddy bear. Voldemort's eyes gleamed like a little school boy who just found the key to a candy shop. Strange music came from the lounge room "I take ya to the candy shop, let ya lick the lolly pop"
He let out an excited squeal and ran down the hall like a small child. He reached the so-called 'lounge room' (which looked more like a rubbish dump) where there was a stereo in the back corner, which was playing loud music. All of a sudden he broke out in a boogie break.
When
Voldemort over extended on the sprinkler he pulled a muscle in his
back.
A blood hurtling scream broke out throughout the household.
In came Dumbledore his white frilly apron half untied and covered in
spaghetti sauce.
"Are you ok Voldie Poo?" He asked in a soft cooing voice as he rushed over to the injured Voldemort.
"I told you not to call me that! Some one could hear." He replied coolly clutching his back in pain.
"But we should no longer deny the world our feelings for each other" Dumbledore stated as he rubbed Voldemort's back.
"The world will have to wait before they know what happens when the lights go out." Voldemort replied with a soft sigh, making and effort to stand up.
Dumbledore simply nodded as he helped the hurt man.
Meanwhile
in some dark alley way, Lucius had a meeting with the postman.
"I
thought I would be seeing you here… postman" he sneered one
eyebrow raised in an almost happy way.
The postman gave him a strange look, handed him his letters and walked away. Lucius looked at the letters in his hands and then back down that alley where the postman had once been. He heaved a heavy sigh and sadly walked inside a tear slowly rolling down his pale cheek.