A/N - This is a really...erm... different idea I had concerning Voldemort/Tom.
Rated PG-13 for excessive mentioning of bunny slippers. This one is actually
isn't written like a script, though still VERY idiotic. You've been warned.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe, nor do I own the bunny-slippers
franchise... If I DID, do you honestly think I'd be writing this?
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Lord Voldemort, evil wizard, muggle-hater, and opera lover, had come back
from a particularly nasty task.
Just when he was about to get into his luxurious water bed, a beeping noise
interrupted him.
INTRUDER ALERT!! BEEP BEEP! INTRUDER ALERT!
Voldemort sighed, took off his fluffy bunny slippers and polka-dotted jammies,
and changed into his evil-wizard clothes.
Once he had done his make-up, Voldemort apparated down to his garden, where
a couple of tourists sporting 'Harry Potter' T-shirts were snapping photos every
couple of milliseconds.
"Avad-"
Wait, he had a better idea.
"Bunifficus Slipperius!"
He hummed a little tune as he headed back to his house with his new pair of yellow bunny
slippers.
Voldemort scoffed. "AHEM!"
Oh, very well. He hummed a little tune as he headed back to his really big and scary
mansion on a hill where it always rains, accompanied by his new pair of yellow bunny
slippers.
"That's better."
Anyways, Voldemort found his new slippers too squirmy, so he avada kedavra-ed them
anyways, but this time it didn't have any effect.
"@#$%!"
So, disgusted and dissapointed, Voldemort dropped the family of bunny slippers into
the mud outside of his house-
"AHEM"
-really big and scary mansion on a hill where it always rains, but little did he know that the
bunny slippers would have their revenge. Because of this fact, scary organ music started
coming from Voldemort's REALLY BIG AND SCARY MANSION ON A HILL WHERE
IT ALWAYS RAINS. Voldemort pulled a remote out of his pocket and instantly the music
changed to 'Take me out to the Ball Game'
"That's better."
He apparated inside again, removed his make up and colored contacts, and once again
got into his non-squirmy bunny slippers and polka-dotted jammies, only to find that
Harry Potter had just come in... accompanied by three VERY POed muddy yellow
bunny slippers.
"Aha!" Harry yelled valiantly, whipping out his wand with ferocity.
"Oh-hoo!" Voldemort cried, valiantly whipping out his teddy bear. "Oops." Voldemort
immediately got out his wand and zapped himself into decent clothes. He kicked off
the bunny slippers and yelled something very long and complicated.
The bunny slippers jumped onto the yellow ones, and the rest was chaos.
Hours later, after giving instructions to their bunny slippers, Harry Potter and Voldemort
were both very tired. Neither of them had actually been hurt, but Voldemort's bunny
slippers were battered beyond repair. At noticing this, Voldemort stood up suddenly
and grinned.
"BUNNIFICUS SLIPPERIUS!"
Harry Potter, once triumphant, was now a pair of red Harry Potter bunny slippers.
"STUPEFY!"
Voldemort slid Harry Potter / Bunny Slippers onto his feet and grinned. These were
nice and warm, and best of all, they weren't SQUIRMY.
-the end of the impossibly insane story you just hopefully read.
... or is it?
Rated PG-13 for excessive mentioning of bunny slippers. This one is actually
isn't written like a script, though still VERY idiotic. You've been warned.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe, nor do I own the bunny-slippers
franchise... If I DID, do you honestly think I'd be writing this?
_-!-_-!-_-!-_-!-_-!-_-!-_-!-_
Lord Voldemort, evil wizard, muggle-hater, and opera lover, had come back
from a particularly nasty task.
Just when he was about to get into his luxurious water bed, a beeping noise
interrupted him.
INTRUDER ALERT!! BEEP BEEP! INTRUDER ALERT!
Voldemort sighed, took off his fluffy bunny slippers and polka-dotted jammies,
and changed into his evil-wizard clothes.
Once he had done his make-up, Voldemort apparated down to his garden, where
a couple of tourists sporting 'Harry Potter' T-shirts were snapping photos every
couple of milliseconds.
"Avad-"
Wait, he had a better idea.
"Bunifficus Slipperius!"
He hummed a little tune as he headed back to his house with his new pair of yellow bunny
slippers.
Voldemort scoffed. "AHEM!"
Oh, very well. He hummed a little tune as he headed back to his really big and scary
mansion on a hill where it always rains, accompanied by his new pair of yellow bunny
slippers.
"That's better."
Anyways, Voldemort found his new slippers too squirmy, so he avada kedavra-ed them
anyways, but this time it didn't have any effect.
"@#$%!"
So, disgusted and dissapointed, Voldemort dropped the family of bunny slippers into
the mud outside of his house-
"AHEM"
-really big and scary mansion on a hill where it always rains, but little did he know that the
bunny slippers would have their revenge. Because of this fact, scary organ music started
coming from Voldemort's REALLY BIG AND SCARY MANSION ON A HILL WHERE
IT ALWAYS RAINS. Voldemort pulled a remote out of his pocket and instantly the music
changed to 'Take me out to the Ball Game'
"That's better."
He apparated inside again, removed his make up and colored contacts, and once again
got into his non-squirmy bunny slippers and polka-dotted jammies, only to find that
Harry Potter had just come in... accompanied by three VERY POed muddy yellow
bunny slippers.
"Aha!" Harry yelled valiantly, whipping out his wand with ferocity.
"Oh-hoo!" Voldemort cried, valiantly whipping out his teddy bear. "Oops." Voldemort
immediately got out his wand and zapped himself into decent clothes. He kicked off
the bunny slippers and yelled something very long and complicated.
The bunny slippers jumped onto the yellow ones, and the rest was chaos.
Hours later, after giving instructions to their bunny slippers, Harry Potter and Voldemort
were both very tired. Neither of them had actually been hurt, but Voldemort's bunny
slippers were battered beyond repair. At noticing this, Voldemort stood up suddenly
and grinned.
"BUNNIFICUS SLIPPERIUS!"
Harry Potter, once triumphant, was now a pair of red Harry Potter bunny slippers.
"STUPEFY!"
Voldemort slid Harry Potter / Bunny Slippers onto his feet and grinned. These were
nice and warm, and best of all, they weren't SQUIRMY.
-the end of the impossibly insane story you just hopefully read.
... or is it?