The leaves on teh pinetrees were a rusty bloody color for they were female trees in teh midst of summer heat. Voldemort was strolling along a path of snow in his thin slik robes that he wore to make himself feel even more sexy than he already was. His nose was to the snowy path as he walked, for he was depresseded.
"Why can't I have long flowing locks like Severous?! I want a nose too! God I just want to be so bloody sexy so I can be with that brat of a wizard Harry!" he cries out. He then gives a sigh and slumps down. "He doesn't even know my feelings because I'm so fucking tsundare, but I want him because he's just so innocent and as adorable as a to be sacraficed sheep~!"
Why was the-man-who-was-too-sexy-for-a-name walking through the forbidden forest of mushrroms? What could this man possibly be searching for out in the middle of no where? The answer was so simple that it would blow your mind.
...
He was looking for a love potion.
A love potion hidden away inside of a mushrume.
Proffessor Snape had spoken to him about said potion. He wished to aquire the liquid for his magical abilities to turn anyone who drunk it into a slave devoted to pleasing his master, in any and all ways possible. He himself wanted to see how well Potter would feel against him, on him. And how he would feel in him. And he himself wasn't going to go venture into that dank dark forest, so naturally he would fool the old man into doing this.
"The potion works very well. It is said to only need one single drop to last YEARS, m'lord."
"Years you say?"
"Ten at the LEAST."
"Perfect."
So THAT is what he was doing here.
He presses on, searching for the fungus. It couldn't be THAT hard could it? The mushroom obviously had to be a pinkish feminine color.
He freezes in spot looking at teh stretch of white and rainbow before him. There were SO many colors, all in teh pink or blue or purple range.
"Fuck."
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