What am I doing here! I deserve to rule the world, me Voldemort, the most powerful dark lord in the world, beaten by a mere boy! Those goody-goody wizards wanted nothing to do with me! Insane, they said. Demented, they said. Bah! They called it mindless killing, but couldn't they see! Living peacefully with muggles. Hah! We should be the rulers of muggles; they should bow down to us and be our slaves! Albus Dumbledore. The fool. With his and my power combined, we could rule the wizarding and the muggle world! My father, the heartless muggle, dumped my mother and I when he found out we had magic! Mutants and freaks! That was what he called us! At Hogwarts, I planned my revenge. I took the name of my weak muggle father, and pretended to be what of the best boys at school. Little did they know, that Tom Marvolo Riddle would soon rule the world! When I graduated, I kicked off the good boy image. I searched for followers to help my cause. I only had one thing to fear. Albus Dumbledore. I decided to deal him a fatal blow by killing one of his best friends. The Potters... They thought they could fool me with the Fidelus charm. No good! They never knew that their secret-keeper was one of my most trusted servants! But, the boy. I could not kill the boy. His mother died to save him in a desperate bid. My curse hit her instead! But something went wrong. All my power, my existence, gone! I have drawn power through my trusted servants, Quirrel and Pettigrew. I shall come back and rule. But first, the boy. I must kill the boy. Soon, Harry Potter. Very soon...