THE DARK LORDS SECRET

A/N- This is my first fanfic so please be nice! Enjoy!

Voldemort sat down on his bed and groaned. It had been a hard day. He had spent the whole morning coming up with his latest plan to kill Potter, and the floor was covered in scrunched up post-its and discarded ideas. He picked one up dejectedly.

"Trojan Hippogrith " he murmured and was rethinking the idea when he heard a scurrying in the corner of the room, he raised his wand and screamed….

"PETER! GET OUT OF MY ROOM, NOW!" at the top of his voice. Peter Pettigrew flew out of the darkened room whimpering pathetically.

Voldemort strode across the floor, anger seeping from his every pore. He opened his sock draw and rooted around inside it. After some time his hand clasped around something warm and soft. The Dark Lord heaved a sigh of relief. 'Thank God, Peter hasn't found out about it!' he thought to himself.

Slowly he pulled out of the draw something so secret, something so humiliatingly personal that no one alive could know. Ever. Voldemort's secret was called…

"Cuddles," he breathed, " It's been too long…"

He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named – the fiercest dark wizard ever to cross the face of this planet, known for his mercilessness - was stood in the middle of his dark bedroom clutching a cream teddy bear to his chest.

He shifted his position so the bear was cradled in his thin arms, and walked over to the bed. He lay down and propped the bear up next to him, turning its head towards himself. Voldemort paused to straighten Cuddles' red bow tie, before he continued. Turning himself to face the bear he recounted his day to it.

" How was your day Cuddles? Yeah? Mine was okay, I guess. What? Yeah, I'm sorry if I'm acting…distracted. It's just this whole Harry Potter thing, you know? I mean, before he came along my plans for eradicating all the Muggles and Mud- bloods from the world were going fine. Plus I had LOADS of Death Eaters on my side and I was planning on getting rid of all the most powerful wizards- so no one would oppose me, of course - then along comes Potter with his 'Love Protection' and his 'Twin Wand Cores' and wrecks the whole bleeding thing!"

He finally paused to catch his breath and started nodding knowingly whilst staring at the stuffed bear opposite him. After a while he continued talking.

" Yes, I know I should let it go, Cuddles, but I can't! All the Death Eaters will think me a complete wuss, if I let this boy, this idiot child defea . . . "

The Dark Lord cut his rant off short and shoved Cuddles the Teddy Bear under his pillow and grabbed the closest magazine to hand (Dark Arts: 101) and asked

"What? I'm busy, Pettigrew." Realising his magazine was upside down he flipped it over

"T-the o-others are here My L-lord." came the stuttering reply. Voldemort sighed loudly and got up.

"Ugh. Tell them I'll be down soon and if they don't have a fool proof 'Potter Plan' I'll Avada Kedavra you all on the spot!" he told his pathetic servant.

When he heard the distinctive scuttling of Pettigrew becoming fainter, he reached a hand under his pillow and pulled out his deepest, darkest secret and bade it a good night as he put it back in his draw.

"Till next time, my friend" he whispered and strode downstairs.

THE END