Voldemort Goes to Hogwarts
By Amy and Robert Daw
Chapter One
The Letter and the Night Bus
Voldemort was reading a letter, a sour look on his face. The letter was an invitation to come learn at Hogwarts. It included a list of school supplies and books he needed. Someone had made a huge mistake. If he was in charge, which he reminded himself he soon would be, he would kill the idiot who sent this letter. Then again maybe it was the owl that delivered the letter that made the mistake, but it was addressed to his house, under the wrong name whoever Martin Riddlen was, but still his house. Maybe Martin once lived here.
Then another thought crossed his evil lumpy brain. Harry Potter would be attending Hogwarts this year. If some how he could disguise himself he could attend Hogwarts and kill the boy. New thoughts entered his mind, plots and plans began to form. Soon Voldemort had packed up all his stuff, including his pet snake Nagini (or Nagi, as he liked to call her).
After a few modifications to his appearance, so as not to scare people, he waved good-bye to his servant Wormtail, and stepped out into the street. He was now only four feet tall, he was wearing a wavy blonde wig, make-up (to make his face look less... weird), and a plastic nose.
He waved his hand in the air and the night bus instantly appeared. Stan Shunpike opened the door, but he did it too fast and hit Voldemort in the head, making him fall face first in the mud.
"Woss choo doin' on the ground li'le kid?" asked Stan.
"Why you little muggle kissing- CRUCIO!"
Stan crumpled to the ground, rolling around in pain.
"Now now Voldi," said Nagini. "students don't torture bus attendants."
"Oh good point Nagi." said Voldemort.
He lifted his wand and Stan stood up.
"G-g-g-good li'le kid. W-w-why don't choo just 'op in, and I'll get your stuff."
Voldemort climbed into the bus.
"Where to?" asked Ernie the bus driver.
"Diagon Alley, and make it snappy."
"Okay, but I'll be making some other stops first."
Voldemort raised his wand to Ernie's throat, and spoke in an inhumanly voice. "No you won't."
"R-r-right. To Diagon Alley then." said Ernie. "Are you sure you don't need a cough drop or something? I think I saw one under my seat."
Voldemort ignored him and began to ascend the staircase to the third level. The bus took off with a BANG. Voldemort fell over the railing and down two levels, crashing on top of an old wizard who was quite upset.
"Oh go eat dung!" shouted Voldemort as he stood up to climb the stairs again.
He was one step away from the top when the bus suddenly stopped, throwing him over the railing again.
"Diagon Alley!" shouted Ernie.