Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not Harry Potter, not Hello Kitty.
Voldemort sat in the attic of the Malfoy Manor, listening to make sure no one was around. He quickly pulled out his Hello Kitty stuffed animals.
Voldemort had been having…issues with mental health and his therapist had suggested he try not being evil and play with Hello Kitty.
Well, when he said that, Voldemort wanted to murder him on the spot but knew he couldn't.
So he tried Hello Kitty, and discovered he really liked it.
He pulled out his Hello Kitty diary when he heard a knock on the door.
"Enter," he said absent mindedly.
"My Lord?" Lucius said.
"What?!" Voldemort screamed, throwing his Hello Kitty diary underneath his bed, "What did you see?!"
"Not you writing in your Hello Kitty diary, my Lord. Just you sitting on the floor," Lucius replied, turning to leave.
Random! This was a request to me by Perriewinkle after a long, long, long chat about it…
Ah. Whatever. You don't have to review if you don't want to.