Disclaimer: I most definitely do not own Harry Potter.
I had an indescribable amount of fun with this one. XD
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Our dearest Voldie-poo screamed at the top of his withering lungs as he pole vaulted across the Fildelius line on the Potters' front lawn. With his eyes closed too, by the way. Maybe they did that sport for a summer or two at the orphanage. Anyway…
He soared with his gaunt arms flapping in a windmill pattern, then crashed through the window, tumbling to a stop by the television.
He immediately flipped upright, then caught sight of the multi colored couch.
The couch was flashing neon colors, with polka dots and stripes, causing him to blink a few times.
So, he just stood there for a few moments, staring at the couch.
Baby Harry squealed, then conjured a large fish out of nowhere using "accidental" magic and whacked him in the face with it violently. Then he transfigured him into a red stuffed octopus and crawled over to him to pat it on the head and let out a giggle.
Thus, the Mighty Dark Lord Voldemort was defeated.
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Yay! Go Baby Harry! Whoo!
I'll sic him on you if you don't review! *shakes wet fish in direction of readers*
