Disclaimer: I don't own anything.I just felt like writing a Christmas fic okay!

How the Dark Lord Killed Harry

Every magic person

Down in Hogwarts

Liked Harry A lot.

But the Dark Lord,

Who lived just east of Hogwarts,

Did NOT!

Voldemort hated Harry! The whole Potter way!

Now, please don't ask why. For you already know the true reason.

It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right.

It could be, perhaps, that his robe was too tight.

But I think that the most likely reason of all

May be that his heart was fifty sizes too small.

(Or it could always have something to do with his down fall which was caused by Harry!)

But,

What ever his reason,

His heart or his robes,

He stood there on Harry's birthday eve, hating Harry,

Staring down from his cave with a sour, evil frown

At the warm lighted windows below in their school.

For he knew every Magic person down in Hogwarts beneath

Was busy now, blowing up toilets.

"And they're blowing up toilets!" He snarled with a sneer.

"Tomorrow is Harry's birthday! It's practically here!"

Then he growled, with his pointed fingers nervously drumming,

"I MUST find some way to stop Christmas from coming!"

For,

Tomorrow, he knew.

All the Witches and Wizards

Would wake bright and early. They'd rush to the Grand Hall!

And then! Oh, the noise! Oh the Noise! Noise! Noise! Noise!

That's the one thing he hated! The NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!

Then the Wizards, young and old, would sit down to a feast.

And they'd feast! And they'd feast!

And they'd FEAST!

FEAST!

FEAST!

FEAST!

They would feast on the Yorkshire pudding, and the chocolate cake

Which was something the Dark Lord couldn't stand in the least!

And THEN

They'd do something

He liked least of all!

Every Wizard down in Hogwarts, the tall and the small,

Would stand close together, with fireworks aiming.

They'd stand hand-in-hand. And the Wizards would start singing.

They'd sing! And they'd sing!

AND they'd SING! SING! SING! SING!

And the more the dark lord thought of this Potter Birthday-sing,

The more Voldie thought, "I must stop this whole thing!

"Why, for fifteen years I've put up with it now!

"I MUST stop this Birthday from coming!

. . . But HOW?"

A/N: Okay there's the beginning and if you want me to finish it please review.and I promise I'll update soon.remember 'tis the season fro giving so PLEASE give me reviews!!! Thank you and Merry Christmas in 3 days!