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Chapter 1: Moldy feet and worty feet
"Hey! Moldy shorts!!!" Voldemort wheeled around, his wand pointed at whoever had called him his most hated nickname.
"Severus!" He said angrily.
"I see you're trying to remove it then?" And He was in deed. But what was he removing? Good question. Let's ask him pause ok then... Voldemort was sitting at a desk, on leg propped on it. He had his foot pointed back at him in a akward way. In his right hand was one of those foot scrubber brush file things. He was attemping to file the crusty moldy fungus from the bottom of his earlier mentioned foot.
Voldemort tried to hide back his tears. "You would be too. But of course," He sneered. "It was your fault I got them in the first place! And now, I shall give you warts on your feet!" He pointed his wand at Snape, who squeeled upon feeling a difference on his feet, and who then ran from Voldemort's office.
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