Why Voldemort is Responsible for the Election Chaos
The Dark Lord snickered as he lay sun-bathing in Little Hangleon. "I'll get you Harry Potter, and I'll have a tan!" He contemplated sending Potter a dream of him sticking out his tongue and saying how he had disappointed everyone by retaining his pale skin while the dark lord looked as though he had been to Hawaii. He decided against it, as it might seem 'unprofessional'.
"Master!" Wormtail came out of the Old Riddle house, "Ma-aaaaaah!" Voldermort laughed as he fell into the pool and came up sputtering "Save me master! Save me, I can't swim!"
The man-formerly-known as Tom Riddle raised his eyebrows as he pointed out to the bumbling rat that he was in the shallow end. "Master, the muggles are having their elections in the United States, it would throw the world into confusion if you somehow were involved." He cowered at his masters feet.
"Get off my robes, your dripping wet! Tamper with the election…yes, I will do that!"
So Voldemort and Wormtail flew to the United States, as the Dark Lord did not want his tan to fade they decided on Florida.
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Part 2 will be here soon!
A/N: This is my first humor fic, please R/R…flames will be used for s'mores! I live in Florida and this election thing is hysterical by now. This idea just came to me out of the blue…
Gore/Lieberman all the way!