A/N: *sobs more* Comett and I write Fanfiction in mathclass...and English...and at sleepovers..and Starbucks... We write mainly for ourselves, but thats okay ^.^ Anyways, I wrote this while waiting for /someone/ to get on, while listening to my new Cats soundtrack. Anyways...try listening to Memory while reading the death of a beloved character! *stops sobbing* This is my /attempt/ at humor. You can all shrivel up and die now, it's so scary ^.^
Dear Santa,
I have been very, very good this year! I only tried to kill Harry Potter twice! And I only daydreamed about it 378,424,938 times! My pyscharatrist is right, I am getting better! Aren't I? So, for Christmas this year would you mind killing a group of non-faithful-to-mes? Theres only a couple...!
Thank you, Santa!
Love,
Lord Voldemort (But you can call me Tommy!)
PS: Lucious said you aren't real!!! But you write me back every year, so you do exist, right?
Dear Santa Claus and his House Elves,
How are you? Still using slave work, eh? Well, Santa, you better be giving them days off, and pay, or I'll petion!
So, how is Mrs. Claus? Happy, I hope, having so many House Elves, and not having to lift a finger for herself?
I've been a very good girl this year, though. I only got mad at Harry and Ron once, because they ignored me. And I didn't steal anything!! Honest! Well, this year I would like you to fire your Elves. And for under the tree, you ca just send money. You don't really want to spend alot of time looking for the right gift, do you?
Luv,
Hermione
Dear Santa,
Hi, Santa! It's HArry again, I just wanted to remind you (again) of what I want for Christmas! I would like a Firebolt 3000. Like the Firebolt, only 1/2 time faster! And two can sit on it! Oh, and if possible, could you get Cho Chang to like me? I know you can!
Harry
A/N: I'm to lazy to do more. /Someone/ still hasn't gotten on....Grrr...Oh well. I hope you like it, and review if you like. Oh, and, since my room if cold, all flames will be used to keep me warm ^.^
^.^Torett^.^