~~~~~ INSIDE VOLDERMORT'S MIND- THE NIGHT WHEN HARRY GOT HIS SCAR.~~~~~
The night is crisp and chilly, but I do not feel the frost,
Instead I feel that tingling sensation,
the one that you feel
when you know your going to succeed.
I smirk at the thought of what I am about to do tonight,
I am going to vanquish that stupid prophecy:
The one to vanquish the dark lord approaches,
Born to those who have thrice defied him,
Born as the seventh month dies.
I know it's the Potter's boy,
I always knew it was the son of James,
Not Frank.
I am going to kill the Potter's son,
Harry.
I know where they live,
It was so easy.
Too easy,
Peter Pettigrew is such a watery man
Or is it rat?
I detest such weakness.
I know what's going to happen tonight.
James Potter will 'greet' me at the door,
I will kill him.
Then I will find Lily, she will have the boy.
I will command to give him to me.
She will.
I will kill him, right then and there,
In front of her eyes.
I will leave Lily sobbing on the floor.
She will forget about James, forget about her son.
She will become an Evans again.
And she will join me.
That is what will happen.
I am approaching their house,
Their gate squeaks as I open it.
I take out my wand; their door flings open.
James is there.
He screams for Lily to run.
She won't get far.
I take out my wand,
He takes out his.
"Avada Kedavra"
He falls.
James is dead.
I find Lily.
She is holding the baby.
"Give me the boy."...
. "No, please,".
... "You heard me,".
. "He is only a baby, not even a child; he's no threat to you!".
. "GIVE HIM TO ME."
. "Noooooo".
." LILY, GIVE ME THE BOY!".
."Kill me, Kill me instead!".
. "Last chance, Lily."
."Nooo, not Harry, please, NOOO."
"Then have it your way."
"Nooooo."
"Avada Kedavra"
Lily drops, the baby still in her arms.
Lily and James Potter are both dead.
I expected a struggle from James,
But not Lily,
No,
Never Lily..
Oh, two Potters down, one to go.
I bend over the infant.
He is confused; He does not realize that both his parents are dead
He is no longer a threat to me.
Goodbye Harry Potter.
"Avanda Kedavra."
Araaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Pain!
PAIN!
.IN.MY...CHEST.
Am I dying?
NOOOOO
I can't .
A baby is crying.
BABY!
What...did...he.do.to.me?
Wait, but I am not dead.
No. I am weak.I must hide.but.
THE DARK LORD WILL RETURN
Hehehe evil!...I hope.
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The night is crisp and chilly, but I do not feel the frost,
Instead I feel that tingling sensation,
the one that you feel
when you know your going to succeed.
I smirk at the thought of what I am about to do tonight,
I am going to vanquish that stupid prophecy:
The one to vanquish the dark lord approaches,
Born to those who have thrice defied him,
Born as the seventh month dies.
I know it's the Potter's boy,
I always knew it was the son of James,
Not Frank.
I am going to kill the Potter's son,
Harry.
I know where they live,
It was so easy.
Too easy,
Peter Pettigrew is such a watery man
Or is it rat?
I detest such weakness.
I know what's going to happen tonight.
James Potter will 'greet' me at the door,
I will kill him.
Then I will find Lily, she will have the boy.
I will command to give him to me.
She will.
I will kill him, right then and there,
In front of her eyes.
I will leave Lily sobbing on the floor.
She will forget about James, forget about her son.
She will become an Evans again.
And she will join me.
That is what will happen.
I am approaching their house,
Their gate squeaks as I open it.
I take out my wand; their door flings open.
James is there.
He screams for Lily to run.
She won't get far.
I take out my wand,
He takes out his.
"Avada Kedavra"
He falls.
James is dead.
I find Lily.
She is holding the baby.
"Give me the boy."...
. "No, please,".
... "You heard me,".
. "He is only a baby, not even a child; he's no threat to you!".
. "GIVE HIM TO ME."
. "Noooooo".
." LILY, GIVE ME THE BOY!".
."Kill me, Kill me instead!".
. "Last chance, Lily."
."Nooo, not Harry, please, NOOO."
"Then have it your way."
"Nooooo."
"Avada Kedavra"
Lily drops, the baby still in her arms.
Lily and James Potter are both dead.
I expected a struggle from James,
But not Lily,
No,
Never Lily..
Oh, two Potters down, one to go.
I bend over the infant.
He is confused; He does not realize that both his parents are dead
He is no longer a threat to me.
Goodbye Harry Potter.
"Avanda Kedavra."
Araaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Pain!
PAIN!
.IN.MY...CHEST.
Am I dying?
NOOOOO
I can't .
A baby is crying.
BABY!
What...did...he.do.to.me?
Wait, but I am not dead.
No. I am weak.I must hide.but.
THE DARK LORD WILL RETURN
Hehehe evil!...I hope.
Did you like it ?
Review!
Oh and you can read my other stories and review them to..
):^F
Luv, Aqua-Diva